On our way to Oatman.
This whole trip I can't get the Route 66 song out of my head...it could be worse, I could be riding on the Highway to Hell, but somehow I know I wouldn't be climbing a Stairway to Heaven...
Picture by Basecamp
John has a staredown with a burro..
John, Ken, Meridith, Howard.
Where we ate lunch. I don't mind waiting over an hour for food as long as it's good food; I won't be eating here again.
Vette convention of some sort.
Departing Oatman, going back to the Havasu State Park for the second Rally dinner.
Vegashotwheeler brews his own booze. This is his "Apple Pie".
Since I'm not old enough to drink, he brought a Non-alcoholic version of his Apple Pie for me.
If I hung around either of these women for any length of time I would weigh a TON. They are both excellent chefs!