After twenty minutes on the highway, another twenty minutes crawling down a washboarded dirt road, and another twenty minutes waiting for a group of weekenders to finish packing up and leaving a campsite, we finally settled in.
Lou trims his hair and beard
The rolling grasslands dotted with trees reminded Lou and I of Santa Barbara County, California. Not the sort of environment we expected in Arizona. We stayed for three nights before continuing west—and to someplace with cell service, of course.
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