Historic Route 66 from Kingman to Oatman, a twisting mountain road that made the drive as much the experience as the destination. It winds between mines, both small and large…at least some of them gold mines; and through acres of desert landscape laced with ocotillo, cholla and barrel cactus and lots of scrub brush. It was a good Miata road.

Oatman is a pretty serious tourist trap. There are lots of little shops but the burros are definitely their real claim to fame. Jellybean stood braying at one of the shop doors and I couldn’t resist. I bought a bag of hay cubes and he became my instant friend, actually my instant pest, until the last cube was gone. Three baby burros with their red “Don’t feed me” stickers on their foreheads were there too. They were still nursing so they didn’t seem to mind the slight. It was a fun stop.