Kingman, Arizona

We left Death Valley early, so we could travel before the sun was high.  We drove for about three hours, leaving California, cutting through the southern tip of Nevada, and into Arizona.  We decided to skip Las Vegas since we have been there before and didn't want to go to the casinos.


This is our cabin in Death Valley.


Not much excitement on the desert drive.


We spent Saturday night at a Comfort Inn in Kingman, Arizona.

Kingman was prosperous in the early 20th century due to mining and farming supplies.
The railroad came through here.  The town is also on Route 66, and enjoyed fame and fortune from
that connection.


This giant engine sits in a city park.

We drove about town, looking for the center and had trouble finding it.  Finally, we found
an interesting block to walk around.  There were two restaurants and a few shops in historic buildings.  The current town's activity has moved north of the historic district.  I drove there yesterday for a haircut and found a four lane with every franchise available.
But those kinds of roads are not walkable or nurturing.



Goodbye to Kingman and on to Flagstaff today.  We are less than 2000 miles from Atlanta
and heading east every day.