Arizona, Road Trip, Route 66

Arizona Route 66 – Day Four: Kingman to California

Our final day driving Route 66 in Arizona!

mountains in distance with buildings in foreground
The Hualapai Peaks in the early morning sun.

We awoke to the sun rising over the Hualapai Peaks to the east. We wouldn’t be passing through this mountain range; Route 66 skirts around the Hualapais. Instead, after coffee and a quick breakfast we crossed under Interstate 40, made a left turn and passed by homes and ranchettes as civilization faded away along a long, straight stretch toward the mountains. 

stone building with signs and old gas pumps
Cool Springs has been meticulously rebuilt.

About 20 miles across the sandy plain, we came upon Cool Springs. In the 1920s it offered gas and cool water to motorists making their way to the Pacific Ocean. It burned to the ground in 1966 (hmm … ‘66 … an odd coincidence), and was rebuilt using old photos just after the turn of the century. Now it’s a gift shop and museum. We passed by early enough that it hadn’t opened yet. 

wild burros on side of road
Wild burros are a hazard on the road to Oatman.

Our goal for the day was to spend a little time in the ridiculously cheesy town of Oatman. First, we had to navigate switchbacks, steep drop offs and burros in the roadway as we climbed towards Sitgreaves Pass.

curved roadway headed up mountain
The road below and its curves.

There are historical accounts of motorists being so nervous about this stretch of roadway (the steepest climb on the entire length of Route 66!) that they hired locals to drive their cars over the pass or simply had them towed. With our little two-seater, we whizzed along, stopping to snap a few shots of the scenery since there was no one behind us.

scene of road and buildings ahead as you enter town
Signs of the modern world are rare in Oatman.

Over the pass, we came to Oatman. A once bustling mining town, it is now a tourist trap of epic proportions. WHAT FUN! There are times when you know you will encounter tourist crowds, over-priced “made in China” souvenir shops and scenes that are clearly recreated for effect. When you know what to expect, you can laugh and enjoy it … and you should. 

burro on the path
Burros stand on the pathways looking for handouts.

When Oatman was an active mine town, miners used burros to move their finds. When the miners left, they abandoned the burros. Now the descendants of those original burros are semi-wild and wander the streets enjoying the oatcakes sold as burro food from souvenir shops.

empty covered boardwalk
The covered boardwalk was empty early Sunday morning.

We arrived before the bulk of the crowds on a warm Sunday morning so we were able to enjoy the covered boardwalks and souvenir shops without jostling among tourists. We popped into the shops, snagged a souvenir Christmas ornament and Greg spotted an adorable pair of cowboy boots that will soon find their way to the feet of one of our granddaughters.

hamburger and fries in a checkered paper lined basket
A delicious lunch in Oatman.

It was nearly lunchtime and we figured Oatman’s saloon would be the perfect place for a last meal along the historic road. 

vast expanse of sand with mountains in distance
Miles and miles of sand as you near the California state line coming out of Oatman.

The road west and down the mountain doesn’t feature the hairpin turns and steep drops of the climb. Here, the land is scraped bare and creosote-dotted; the descent leads to a flattened expanse of sand before passing by a backwater channel of the Havasu National Wildlife Refuge.

welcome to California sign on side of interstate.
Our Arizona adventure ends at the California state line.

You cross under a railroad bridge and this stretch of the original roadway ends, forcing you back onto the Interstate to cross the Colorado River and enter California. The original bridge, off to the left carries a pipeline rather than cars now.

Looking back, we’d seen four days worth of history. We’d visited places time tried hard to forget, but explorers and adventurers of today keep alive. We meandered our way across The Grand Canyon State at what many would call a snail’s pace. If you take I40, you can pass through the 359 miles in a day with ease. But if you opt to let those drivers pass you by, you will find adventures and sights that lodge in your memory and remind you to take a deep breath, relax and enjoy the journey.

There’s a whole world out there waiting to be explored. Take the road less traveled once in a while.

© The World A to Z, LLC 2020 — Unless otherwise indicated, no compensation was received for this blog.

1 thought on “Arizona Route 66 – Day Four: Kingman to California”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s