It's early Thursday morning. I'm sitting in a hotel room in Muleshoe, Texas. I'm still tired from our 752 mile trip yesterday, and I'm ready to get back to Angelo and check on the progress of our house. I'm ready to get settled.
Donna and I left Laughlin just after 4:00 AM local time yesterday. We immediately lost an hour when we crossed the Colorado River, as Bullhead City is 1 hour ahead of Laughlin. It was dark as we climbed out of the Colorado River valley. The road to the summit of the ridge twists and turns as it wends its way to the top. Once atop the pass, it is a straight shot through Golden Valley down to Kingman, where we pick up Interstate 40.
From Kingman to near Williams, there are some ups and downs. This area looks like good ranch country. Near Williams, we approach alpine country. Pine trees appear on the slopes, and snow begins splotching the countryside, especially on the north side of slopes. From Williams to Flagstaff is probably the most beautiful stretch of this trip. If you were spirited away and suddenly placed down in this area, you could easily believe you were in Colorado. Humphreys Peak to the north of Flagstaff is snow covered. This 12,637 foot peak, the highest point in Arizona, is visible from as far away as Holbrook to the east, a distance of about 90 miles.
When we left Laughlin, the temperature was 57. We dip to as low as 10 in the high country around Williams. Some of the snow drifts here are quite deep, and the snow cover is still pretty solid from the storm that moved through a few days earlier.
As we leave Flagstaff and the mountains, the temp rises and the snow begins to disappear. From just east of Flagstaff to the Albuquerque area, the landscape is roughly the same. This is good driving as there are really no ups and downs and twists and turns of note.
We drive straight through Albuquerque, a city of about half a million people. From the freeway, the city is very attractive, with beautiful desert landscaping lining the road. It is an easy drive through town. On the eastern edge of town, we pass through the foothills of the Sandia Mountains. Sandia Crest, the highest point in this range, is 10,678 feet. As we break out of the foothills, we look out onto the plains of eastern New Mexico. We're surprised to see an expanse with quite a bit of snow, the greatest snow cover of our trip, in fact.
As we near Santa Rosa, the bulk of the snow gives away, and the temp begins to rise. We leave I-40 at Santa Rosa, and follow US 84 down through Ft. Sumner then to Clovis. Just east of Clovis, we finally reach Texas at the twin communities of Texico, New Mexico, and Farwell, Texas. 20 miles farther and we are in Muleshoe, where we spend the night. There must have been quite a bit of snow in this area, as bulldozed piles of snow are everywhere and snow melt runs down the streets. It really is quite messy.
Today, we have about a 5 hour trip to Angelo. We will stop in Big Spring and have lunch with our daughter.
I enjoy traveling, but it is always good to get back to Texas.