Categories: Personal Reflections
Like all travelers of Route 66 who have ever listened to The Eagles, I’ve stood on the corner in Winslow, Arizona.
Coming from a small town that was biggest town for almost 100 miles in any direction, I learned early to enjoy driving. And yes, I also learned to look for tractors, cattle and deer.
Venturing to many wilderness trailheads during the year, I now look for vehicles that are fun to drive but can withstand a pretty tough beating.
I took my latest to Sauvie Island.
Taking it to the limit, John, or just to Hotel California for a peaceful, easy feeling, it should get you there. 😊🚴🏼🚣🏼♀️🏇🏂