The Petrified Forest

Advertisements I leave Holbrook as the sun is rising, which means its around 5 a.m. The Petrified Forest is all mine. Right behind the closed Visitors Center are trails where you can see a high concentration of colorful petrified wood of all shapes and sizes. I meditate perched on stones, overlooking the expansive desert plainContinue reading “The Petrified Forest”

The Birds Nest

Advertisements I arrive into the town of Holbrook like a champagne bubble floating along a pink cotton candy sky. Along old Route 66, I have driven through this town more times than I care to remember over the last sixteen years, yet this is the first time that I have gone off the interstate andContinue reading “The Birds Nest”

The Wigwam Motel

Advertisements Over the years I’ve driven through the small town of Holbrook, Arizona at least fifty times, maybe even a hundred. Yet it wasn’t until I moved here that I took the time to appreciate this gem on Route 66. In particular, The Wigwam Motel, started by Mr. Lewis in 1950. Seven of these “wigwamContinue reading “The Wigwam Motel”

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