Sunday dawned sunny and warm. We first visited the ghost town of Gold King MInes outside of Jerome, which was fascinating - lots of antique cars and trucks and tons of junk, plus a working sawmill. Next we decided to take the scenic route to Flagstaff - it was listed as a three-season drive on dirt and gravel for the first half out of Jerome, AZ. What they did not say was that it is one-lane (but two-way) with steep cliffs (going up on one side and DOWN on the other) with no guardrails. Once we were on it, there really was no place to turn around, so we were committed. It took us two hair-raising hours to get to the paved part. Too much excitement! Stayed in Flagstaff at a KOA where Tom was bashing the garbage cans as he backed into the site, but did not know it - he thought Anne was was ignoring the big tree next to them. It was a tight fit.