The 10th Day and Meteor Crater

The 10th day we began our drive back home.

Nearly 20 years ago we attempted to go to Meteor Crater but it was closed. Finally we saw it but the winds were blowing so ferociously that there were no tours that day. We stepped outside to view it briefly. The winds were the kind that literally blow you off your feet. Several great gusts from out of the blue would nearly knock me over, then the wind would abate long enough to walk a few steps and then again would come this wind and I’d stand and brace myself against it, wait for it to pass, then walk a few steps more. Interestingly enough, it raised no dust that you could see at least. Going back inside I did find myself picking a few bits of sand out of my mouth but there was no abrasive grit sting in the wind.

These were the guides. As we were leaving I asked if I could take a photo. They nicely consented.

Meteor Crater Park Guides

We visited the gift shop. They sell sand from the area there. They also sell little meteorite chips. We bought a couple of the chips.

I took miserable photos at Meteor Crater. Not a single decent one in the bunch. But I played around with a couple. Below is the rim as you approach Meteor Crater.

The Road to Meteor Crater
The Road to Meteor Crater

I took pics of things like trailer homes we passed on the interstate. A couple turned out OK. I’ve always been fascinated by trailer homes you can see from the interstate. They seem fairly vulnerable and exposed. Peel away a layer of aluminum and there’s someone’s life.

I took a lot of pics of signs and places that I think are mundanely wonderful.

Can’t neglect to mention Hobo Joe’s

Somewhere in Arizona, Hobo Joe's
Somewhere in Arizona, Hobo Joe’s
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Forgot to mention that we ate again at Hobo Joe’s. Had breakfast there one day last year as well. They still have great, giant biscuits. And excellent service. No befuddled, neglectful waitrons here.

The picture shows the famous Hobo Joe statue. Mine was a quick capture and I was pleased to see afterwards I’d positioned myself so Hobo Joe appears to be looking straight at me.

The restaurant is two rooms, the first one smoking and the second one not, separated by glass. I was in the non-smoking area taking this photo and the christmas lights in the room are reflected on the window. I also took a pleasant photo of a woman and her little girl that is up at Flickr.

My dad says that since we were there last year a car went through the front of the restaurant, he believed on the smoking side, and that area was rebuilt. There was no enclosed porch area out front last year and now there is. I guess a buffer zone against the next car (though one should hope it doesn’t happen again).

Yes, Marty and I are the kind of people who will drive a couple thousand miles with happy intentions of visiting again cafes we’ve enjoyed. I still remember fondly one in Seattle, Washington that we breakfasted at a couple of times during a stay there.

Somewhere in Arizona, Mother and Child Dining at Hobo Joe's

And this is a photo I took of H.o.p. at Hobo Joe’s last year.

The 9th day, Dead Horse Ranch Park and Sedona

The 9th day we strolled Dead Horse Ranch Park.

And drove to a few look-out points in Sedona that we’d not been to last year.

T Wrecks (alias H.o.p.) finds the rock that will go home
The T Wrecks (alias H.o.p.) takes a break from T Wrecking to meditate upon which rock to take home to his collection
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The 7th day and Montezuma Castle National Monument

Montezuma Castle
Montezuma Castle National Monumet, New Mexico, 2006

Not a very good pic but I’m putting it up here for now.

On the 7th day we went to Montezuma Castle on our way from Phoenix to my mother’s home.

You know how it is when you’re snapping pictures and if people don’t have time to get out of your way then they vaguely try to become invisible by going stock still and looking anywhere else but at you…except for men who are holding their children’s dolls who suddenly feel a bit self-conscious and stare your camera down wondering if maybe you are shooting past them, hopefully.

On this trip there was only one person who saw me with the camera and put on a show for me, a very tattooed guy with his girl friend exiting a convenience store. He looked interesting and I had gotten out of the car under the excuse of taking flicks of H.o.p., hoping to get a pic of the guy and his girl friend when they exited the store. Coming out, he saw me and put on a big smile and dropped to his knee and opened his arms wide. Sadly enough I was using the Kodak and it was night and the pic didn’t work out.

At the Grand Canyon I ended up taking tons of pics of the tourists this time around.

There we met a woman who first struck up a friendly conversation with co-adult and then on our way out in the Visitor’s Center she struck up a friendly conversation with me about touring National Parks and how she used to do it with her kids and showed me the book of National Parks you can get in which you stamp every park you’ve been to. I decided for some reason she must be a school teacher. I asked her what her profession was. She used to teach school.

There’s a casino at the pull-off for Montezuma Castle National Monument. At that casino one of my brothers won on the slots enough money to pay for one of his trips out to Arizona. Another sister of mine, who only time in a casino, promptly won $3000 on the slots. I decided not to try my luck.