At 5 pm I returned to Quartzsite to the exact spot of the Trek rally two months ago.
I drove directly to the spot where I last saw Roy, The Mountain Man. The bushes and branches he’d arranged remained to mark the confines of his room under the stars. Nothing more.
Quartzsite still hosts hundreds of tents marketing the merchandise of fleas. It seems like there are still a couple thousands RVs within a couple of miles. There are nine within the five-acre compound where over a hundred were gathered in January.
I am here for a few days, temporarily the keeper of the flame at Trek Central. Any Trekkers passing by are welcome to stop for a cup of tea. I am glad to be near a town where there are travelers supplies. Glad to be out of the Bay Area teases of a nice-weather-day between the streaks of rain and cold.
I am glad for the chance to sit and sift notes and photos of Route 66 and the hitchhiker I picked up in Needles and dropped off in Parker.
And to get regular with the Year on the Road Blog, map out a plan for the next six weeks.
Can you believe the Jolly Swag and I have logged 7410 miles in the eight months since I acquired her? And over 6000 miles since Day One of this voyage on Oct. 8, 2010.
Tomorrow, Doris Davis, Walking Across America.