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August 2010
We woke to a gorgeous morning, no sign of rain, except for the puddles
left behind from last night's little storm.
We decided we wanted to visit the two parks we'd aborted last night, so
headed north on 89. The two parks are on the same loop; the calculated
route had us going in at the north end, but the one I was following
took us in at NF545; I was surprised to see the Sunset Crater Visitor
Center so soon. So we stopped, got our stamps and a couple of pictures
and continued on.
At the Wupatki Visitor Center there was some discussion as to whether
it was quicker to continue out the north, or retrace our route back;
aesthetics required us to complete the loop.
A stop for gas just before negotiating the mess where I-40, I-17, and
US89a jumble together meant one less worry through there; eventually we
came out heading south on I-17--a change for me. I often come through
here on my travels, but usually am on, and continue on 89a. We're on a
different mission this time.
Montezuma Castle is just off I-17, and already the day is heating up.
After getting our stamps and a couple more pictures, we head down 260
through Strawberry, Payson, and other little towns I've been through
before, although now I can't remember why. Well, Payson, if I were
headed north and east; I know I've stayed there more than once. But
today they're just hot slow-down impediments to getting to the next NP.
Before that, though, we're getting to a point where we need a break;
before we turn off 87 onto 188 there's a sign that says "Next services
57 miles" so when we get to Jakes Corner we stop to cool off a bit, and
fill the tanks with 87 octane.
The road out to Tonto National Monument is hot and miserable; even
along Theodore Roosevelt Lake it doesn't moderate that I could tell.
After getting the stamp and some (indoor) pictures, we consult and
decide to head for our night's lodging, leaving the Casa Grande Ruins
for another time.
Even at that, our projected arrival in Gila Bend is 1700, so we're
keeping the option open to abort in Casa Grande. In the event, since I
was routing to Gila Bend, the remaining gps (one had succumbed to heat
prostration) took the initiative; by the time I realized we were on a
road that bypassed Casa Grande it was 20 miles behind us, and Gila Bend
was just over the horizon.
We got to the Space Age Inn just after five, and were treated to a room
handy to the lobby (and its ice machine), with parking for the bikes
right in front. A few blocks walk to the grocery store was doable in
the heat, and another day is in the books.
State: Arizona
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