ROUTE 66 RAMBLE, PART 8
Arriving at the eastern edge of Arizona at dusk means two things: that the 149 miles between here and Flagstaff will zoom past in darkness; and that we’ll see precious little of Mother Road pavement on this stretch.
As the guidebooks tell us, “the old road is effectively submerged beneath the freeway” in the eastern two-thirds of the state. Our first pulloff, however, brings us to the unmistakable …