Today’s trip covered the ground between Las Cruces and
Tucson under slightly cloudy skies.
Two things were prevalent today.
The first was trains-lots of them.
We saw the parts of wind generators loaded onto one train traveling
westerly and an Amtrak train going easterly. Potential energy versus people all moving across the desert
in opposite directions, interspersed with boxcar after boxcar of who knows what
on other trains. When you think of
the amount of double-decker boxcars traversing mile after mile of track and
then add in the trucks on the road, we have an amazing amount of transportation
going on in this part of the country.
It is impressive and speaks to the improved economy I suspect. Hurray for the U.S.A.
We saw cattle and horses being transported also. Snoopy was particularly impressed with
the horses while we were stopped next to their trailer for lunch. I believe that is as close as he as
ever been to them in his brief life covering an enormous number of miles on the
road. He also enjoyed sitting on
the bottom step of the coach gazing out through the screen door this evening
after we arrived in Tucson and opened all the windows and front door to bring
in the delightful breeze and comfortable temperature. It is nice to enjoy the world in just a T-shirt again.
About a half hour out from Tucson, where we stopped for
lunch at a rest stop there are the most interesting rock formations. I love what erosion has created and the
colors revealed in these rocks.
These are the type of views in Arizona that make the desert beautiful to
experience here. The desert is
somewhat green now and sprinkled with yellow flowers as we passed over the
miles today. Add to that the
rugged mountains on our horizon in shades of gray and steel blue for most of the
day and you have a painting in the making, even if it is only in your mind.
Another day traveled ending with a good dinner and a walk
about the RV Park and now we are ready to turn in for the day. Changing an hour a day with time zones
and with Daylight Savings Time has our internal clocks really confused. At seven p.m. we feel like it is time
to go to bed. Go figure!
Tomorrow will be a day with friends in Casa Grande and I can
hardly wait. This will be one of
the highlights of crossing the country.
If only we could have beignets too!
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