Hey good lookin'.

And then there were the ostriches.

The mannequins were propped here and there.

This place seemed to like animated dinosaurs and mannequins.

Back on the main road.

I hope this is evidence of just target practice.

Deserted cars. I don't know what kind or how old they are.

The look on Nathan's face says it's getting a bit chilly here with the wind and sprinkles.

This bridge is over a dry wash.

Because of the rain, it's late in the day, and we are hours behind schedule we decided to visit the Painted Desert and the Petrified Forest on the return trip. Besides, there's no access on this road anymore. This was the old route.

Rain ahead.

A long ago abandoned house near the Trading Post.

The Painted Desert Trading Post. This land adjoins the Painted Desert and is now for sale. At one time this was the only route from the east into the Painted Desert and the tourists must have kept this place busy. That is, until the interstate.

The dirt turned to gravel.

Old Arizona 66 headed towards the Painted Desert.

A dog wondering why we are on her road.

Somewhere in Arizona, I cannot remember where!