We were chasing the sun, trying to outwit winter. The desert gets cold, frosty at night. A couple of nights sleeping in the super-8 parking lot- Route 66 all the day.
Got into flagstaff after driving straight through from Albuquerque, NM.
Our van broke down in Albuquerque but miraculously in a co-op grocery parking lot, where they helped us out with a ride to the auto-parts store. We replaced the part in the parking lot of a toy store, while holding our breath that the fix would be good. The car started seemed to be driving well, so Sam drank some five-hour energy and drove for five hours till we got farther into the south-west.
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| Consider the San Fransisco peaks are sacred to natives and non natives |
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| What we do to the mountain, we do to ourselves |
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