So we’re barreling down the road and I spy The Road Kill Cafe in Seligman, AZ. I beg, I plead, I whine… please stop! I want to eat here!
But noooo! I’m outvoted and so I mope.
Seligman has everything a modern day roadie like me could ever want; period autos, authentic coffee shops, cheap motels, burger joints and tourists… plenty of them. A large gang of French Harley motorcycle riders roared through town just as I was relieving myself on Route 66 and scared the shit out of me. Don’t worry, I’ve trained my humans to pick up after me.
But hey, I did get a do rag AND I had an Elvis sighting.
Coming up next: Canyon De Chelly – Navajo Nation, AZ