We went north from Lake Havasu City, which put us on old Route 66 into Oatman.

Oatman is an old mining town. When the mines closed, a few folks managed to hang on, and now it is a tourist attraction. By far the most interesting residents are wild burros which wander the street. A few stores sell bags of burro snacks, but Deb discovered they also like carrots.


After leaving Oatman, we continued on Route 66 through some hair-raising curves and mountains. We were happy to reach the flatlands and hop on I-40 to Kingman. We visited the Route 66 museum, then settled down for the night.