Cynematik

I love driving. I find it relaxing and pleasant. Normally, a trip from Phoenix to Prescott is quite enjoyable, barely two hours. The hardest part of the trip is the six-mile stretch through the canyon from Bumble Bee to Crown King. It’s the stretch where signs warn drivers to turn OFF their air-conditioning to avoid over-heating. And, truly you must or your car will surely dog and die. I was going to make a quick run to Prescott on Friday afternoon. We got into the car at 3pm and started north. It was slow going. Traffic was heavy. We saw two rollover accidents before we even left town. But the true challenge was faced on the Bumble Bee stretch. We are told that a 190,000 gallon fuel tanker ended up blocking the interstate (for the second night in a row). It took us four and one-half hours to travel the six miles through the canyon. The guy in the car ahead of us took his golf clubs out of the trunk and spent time practice his driving. Some other folks came around selling cold sodas (guess they’d had them in their car). American entrepreneurs at their finest. When it was all said and done, the two-hour trip took over SEVEN HOURS. I went to Disneyland last weekend in less time than it took to get to Prescott. Just plain wacky!