The Trip Day 3

Day 3
Up at 4:am and on the road by 4:30. The new truck was giving us a renewed power. We were ready to roll. Being able to do the speed limit plus was feeling better all the time. Now we were under the gun to get to San Francisco by Thursday evening for my flight back to NC. It was looking like a plan. In hindsight one more day away from work was not going to change the world compared to sharing one more day on a trip of a lifetime. I should have just moved my Friday at the studio.
Because of the hours we lost from the start of the trip we did not have much time to just stop to capture the landscape like we wanted. It is amazing how the landscape does change once you get into Oklahoma. Most of our images were from the truck window and the weather was just perfect. We did stop for lunch in Amarillo Texas. It was a true Texas steak house with this huge model of a cowboy out in front. Of course right down the road was the
Cadillac Ranch, located along the tatters of historic Route 66. It was built in 1974, brainchild of Stanley Marsh 3, the helium millionaire who owns the dusty wheat field where it stands assembled are used Cadillacs representing the "Golden Age" of American Automobiles (1949 through 1963). The ten graffiti-covered cars are half-buried, nose-down, facing west "at the same angle as the Cheops' pyramids."
Visitors are encouraged 24/7 -- just don't steal any of Stanley's colorful signs. The 62-year old Marsh has had a few interesting run-ins with the law over his brand of enforcement. In 1994, he was accused of threatening an 18-year old with a hammer and penning him inside a chicken coop. He's been sued by a family claiming Marsh tricks teens into working for him after catching them red-handed with one of his signs. Of course every Springsteen fan has to visit the Cadillac Ranch. If you are taking a trip across country you have to visit www.roadtripamerica.com for the most bazaar strange sights listed along the highway to make your trip exciting.
After stopping to capture a beautiful western sunset at this strange truck stop we logged in 925 miles on day three and started to look for a place to rest around 9:45.We stopped in Gallup New Mexico very close to the Arizona state line. I was getting stressed and my knee was getting stiff so we were both a little short with each other. It was time to take a break. Tomorrow was going to be a long one with the last leg ahead of us. We were going to be on the road at 3:am and had about 950 miles to go.