Blake Ranch RV Park
We are in Kingman, AZ staying at the Blake Ranch RV park @ Horse Motel. It just tickles me to death, this name does. I really never thought I would see the days when horses has motels. Horse barn or stall rental would have made a lot of sense but horse motel just does not. I guess I have not been living in the city long enough.
Kingman in the north west corner of AZ is a place of wind and clean air. The trees are green and have just recently gotten the new green that we will see in spring. The temperature has dropped 10 degrees since we parked. Now this is not a camp ground by any means. My husband is watching the ball game, I am on the computer. Unlike only a few years ago, I had not problem logging on and there is absolutely no cost to the user. Improvements on the up scale places saw only a short time ago are available almost everywhere now.
This is not the first time we have been to this part of the country. Kingman is on the famous Route 66 portrayed in a TV series many, many years ago.
(Quote from Wikipedia)
Route 66 (also known as Route 66, U.S. Highway 66, The Main Street of America, The Mother Road and the Will Rogers Highway) was a highway in the U.S. Highway system. One of the original federal routes, US 66 was established on November 11, 1926, though signs did not go up until the following year. It originally ran from Chicago, Illinois, through Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, and California, before ending at Los Angeles for a total of 2,448 miles
Actually if you travel the short piece from Needles, CA to Kingman, AZ following the route that goes through the old mining town of Oatman, you do really get a feel for what people experienced traveling across America to the golden shores of California and all it’s promise. We saw remnants of old motels and service stations left from a bygone era. Route 66 is mentioned in John Steinbeck’s “Grapes of Wrath” where he called it the “The Mother Road”. The romance of these wind blown places is very enticing.
Tomorrow we will leave early in the morning and travel north to Las Vegas, NV. We will cross the famous Boulder Dam with our motor home (we hope) and should be there before noon. I love Las Vegas. It is loud, colorful, always morphing into something new and more glitzy and glamorous. For a while it just mesmerizes me. Then I’m done and we go home.
Talk to you later.