UNSTUCK: THE ROAD TO SANTA FE

Reflection, Rumination & Rhetoric from the Road

Cover photo: Route 89A north during a “winter storm warning .”

(If you’re going to drive in part blizzard & near whiteout conditions, best to have a snow plow in front of you leaving a trail of salt & grit in its tracks. Worked great until the driver looped off and U-turned….)

Longest haul yet: Sedona to Santa Fe, 452 miles.

Interesting to note (for me, anyway):

Chevron got me 18-19 miles per gallon for the first two legs of the journey.

Mobil: 16.2 mpg. Boo.

Switched to Shell: 17.2.

An old friend sent me a news item headlined “What You Should Order at McDonald’s, According to Nutritionists.”

I haven’t been inside a McDonald’s in years, but two days ago in Blythe I decided to give “road food” a whirl.

Big mistake.

I ordered—as recommended—the classic hamburger. The pickles and minced onion were edible… but even Lulu refused the leftover beef patty.

So today, in a blizzard near Flagstaff, I gave Mac a second chance near Flagstaff. This time—also recommended—an Egg McMuffin.

Edible, yes… but I could hardly believe it cost over seven bucks.

Further down I-10 East, it’s back to 2WD and—for the first time this trip—sunny skies as we glide into…

And hours later come nightfall..

The Plaza