The last day in the desert led us to the little town of Oatman, which is nestled high up in the mountains between Arizona and California. I didn’t realize the drive to get there would be so scenic.
We left the red rocky landscape behind us and headed towards these jagged rocky ridges. We had to stop every few minutes to get out and take in the views.
I could have spent a long time wandering around and discovering strange desert things. Like this interesting desert shrine. Or that forgotten car.
But our flight home was that evening so we had to hurry back to Las Vegas.
This part of Arizona made me want to visit California even more than ever. Maybe because we were so close, it was just beyond this mountain ridge! The landscape in this part of the country is so dramatic.
The town of Oatman is home to a bunch of friendly Burros. As we got close to the town, Burros started to appear along the hills. I couldn’t wait to get to the town to see even more!