Leaving late in the day, due to spending our time in Golden Valley we headed into Seligman just before dark. After missing dinner we went for a much earned meal at the RoadKill Cafe, and if you ever passing by, you must stop in for a drink and some food we highly recommend it… The staff are kind and helpfull and clearly love seeing there vistors.
From Oatman to Kingman is about 29 miles across the mountains on the 66, which also takes you through Golden Valley the road was amazing. It is said that in the early days of automobiles that they had to go through the mountains in reverse as the mountain roads were too steep to go up in first…. the views were amazing makes for a great day out. Here is a picture of my hunny coming round the bend, squint and you might see him, plus a view shot across part of the mountains.
Well after an early start we headed east towards Kingman. We crossed the Colorado river and ventured into Topuck then into Oatman, a town well known for its gold… And what a gem it is, if you love to visit the days of the wild west, you wont be disappointed we spent a few hours here watching gun fights, drinking Bud Light, and feeding carrots to the wild donkeys who enjoyed there little snack… We went into this really cool bar, which was covered from flour to ceiling in dollar bills. The landlady informed me that the last count was around $27,000 worth.
I also saw this beauty and couldn’t help but take a few photos Ford F100 this car was immaculate, and someone has done a beautiful job of there pride and joy…. quality
photos are of the town, the dollar bar, and Ford F100. enjoy 🙂
The day was most romantic… I had a beautiful card from my number one valentine 🙂 After a morning swim we packed our bags after a lovely 4 night stay in Hesperia, and we headed east on the 66. We passed through Barstow, and stopped off at Calico for a romantic day. Then we went onto Bag dad, Ludlow then onto The Needles, we did 220 miles that day and rode in the early evening which was so cold and not so romantic. Heres a picture of us at our last stop for the day in the Bagdad cafe.
Excuse the pic of my hunny in a box 😉 I have a fascination for the morbid… I used to own a much loved Hearse called Hearsula… 😉 so I couldn’t resist, & for all you hearse fanatics here’s a pic of an old western hearse too.
After leaving our Hotel, we set off to Santa Monica Pier to find the west end of 66, After a while searching for a sign we gave up, and started our hectic ride up Santa Monica Boulevard, then Sunset Boulevard, and the traffic was painfully slow, I for one did one enjoy the busy traffic of LA. Heres a pic of my hunny looking all confused… ps he has a much better write up on his blog