Day 13 - Extremes

Crystal clear skies this morning were in complete contrast to last night!... but the snow was still lying around around everywhere. Nothing like a snow fight on a sunny spring morning.

Joan tinkled the ivories at breakfast and we had a visit from a blue eyed horse at the Wild West Village.

John Moore, the Mayor of Williams led us out to his old historic Hat Ranch where we got a peak at the old homestead and working ranch for horse and mules.

It's used as a guest house and really gives the feel of the old west.

A quick stop in Ash Fork attracted the attention of the car buffs...

but really this place is known as the flagstone capital... and we saw why.

Seligman is the heart and sole of Historic Rote 66 and 90 yr old Angel is the man who started it all.

He waxed lyrical about how it happened and how they all overcame a bureaucracy that didn't understand their plight.

Angels' older brother Juan died some years ago but he started the Snow Cap Diner in the 50's with a tradition of squirting mustard over customers...

and it still continues. His was well known and even out the back of the diner, the outdoor rest rooms reflect his sense of humour.

The Grand Canyon Caverns made up for not getting through the Meramec Caverns... 200 feet down, this dry cavern was explored by even the most cautious in our group.

Old Hackberry was inundated with touring bikers from the Netherlands and Belgium. It was time to buy up more merhandise (like we didn't have enough already!) and then it was on to Kingman.

Dinner at the Steakhouse was highlighted by a Mudslide for the girls and we retired after one of the more comfortable days on the road, in awe of the people who have made this road so special for today's travellers .