No trip through northern Arizona is complete without a stop in Williams, AZ and specifically, at the world’s foremost museum featuring dinosaur poo, the Poozeum!
Williams is one of the last towns located on historic route 66 to be bypassed by I-40. Much like Radiator Springs from Cars, Williams retains its americana feel and route 66 charm, with lots of neat little gas stations, greasy spoon restaurants (YUM!), cute little “doors on the outside” motels and shops that are all pretty well preserved.
There seemed to be some extra visitors when we hit the downtown area and we started to get nervous that the PooZeum might be at max capacity. As we started seeing all the signs for an upcoming event, we were relieved to see they were preparing for a big classic car show, which was to take place over the next two days. It was a little busier than it was last year and the road sides were blocked off, the parking lots were full of trailers and classic cars, all lined up, getting gussied up and ready for the show.
We found a place to semi-legally park the airstream a little ways down from our favorite museum. Of course we walked about three blocks away from the truck and we hear a faint car alarm in the distance. About that same time, Ben’s phone alerts us that it’s our truck alarm going off. Worried that the senior citizen thugs of Williams were breaking and entering our truck, we strolled back to the truck and trailer. After our share of bumpy roads, our rear camera monitor gave up and jumped from the inside of the windshield onto the console, most likely with all kinds of theatrics that we weren’t there to witness, which the truck mistook for a human moving around in a locked, hot truck. Camera secured, we locked the truck again and headed back up towards Pooville.
The owner and proprietor, George Frandsen, had a few new pieces of poo to show us. Pieces (har) he had picked up (harhar) since the last time we had visited a year prior. I’ll spare you the pictures, but I can assure you, it was pretty neat new antique poop. If you are ever in the area, we highly recommend visiting the Poozeum. Tell George that Ben and Ann said hi, and he will reply, “Who?”
We supported the museum with a few gift purchases, all poop related of course, and we got back on the road to head to new territory for us, Sedona, AZ.
It was only about 90 minutes from Williams to our little campground on the Rio Verde in Cottonwood, AZ, so of course, we picked the best road we could find…
It may have been sticky and tarry, but it was mostly pretty smooth, until it wasn’t. Somewhere between Lake Havasu and Cottonwood, not only did everything get shaken out of our cabinets and off the shelves onto the floor, but our bathroom countertop tried to exit the trailer as well.
Thankfully, we are pretty handy, we have a bunch of tools with us, and there is a home depot about a mile away, so a little glue, a few cabinet screws, and only a few cuss words later, and we had the bathroom back together lickity split.
We had reserved a great little campsite all the way in the back of the little campground, with the river behind us and the hills adjacent.
Really quiet and mostly dark back here in the evening.
We are scheduled to be in Sedona for six nights, so we will end this update for now. More to come as we get out and explore this unique area!
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