Headed back to Phoenix and caught a few sights that I had missed on the
Before this trip, I knew next to nothing about US 80. Eric J. Finley's
book and very nice
web sites at GBCNet and
BygoneByways really helped.
Got within sight of the coast and had a great visit with friends.
A full day on the road that included an (ultimately) friendly encounter
with one of the roadside "collectors", a prison visit, and a
view atop a watch tower.
The end of the work day came around 4:30 and I managed to log a few miles
on the old highway before darkness hit.
My day at the airport. A story of how getting there is sometimes almost no
fun at all.
From a scheduling aspect, this outing has a lot in common with September's
Arizona Triangle Fish. Flying to Phoenix on business then hanging around
on my own nickel after the company paid segment was over. Once again I
went to the web and once again Ken the Landrunner came through. Without cataloging
specific locations or sights, he asked if I had ever been on US-80. Not
only had I never driven it, I had never even thought of driving it. I
wasn't even sure that I had ever heard of it and definitely had no idea of
what the attraction might be. I soon had a few clues from the web.
In the days preceding the system of interstate highways, US-80 was a
primary route into San Diego. When its own interstate replacement
appeared in the form of I-8, US-80 businesses suffered the loss of
travelers that is all too familiar and the road itself benefited by being
spared the heavy beating that comes with trucks & tourists.