Arizona, California, New Mexico, The West Coast

Our Broken Asphalt Heart: Reflections on Route 66 (Part 2)

A bright, enchanting New Mexico morning.  I pull onto the interstate, old 66 running beside.  The land slides and yaws like water in a bucket, waves of rolling terrain, an ocean of pale grass flecked with sagebrush and streaked with browns and reds.  The mountains heave themselves up, haughty, and…

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