"Like a band of Gypsies we go down the highway ~~ We're the best of friends ~~ Insisting that the world keep turnin' our way…" Willie Nelson – Johnny Cash
To the East Coast and Back
When we left Borrego Springs in February 2024 we went to Sacramento for a bit so we could go to the dentist and take care of some medical appointments. While we were there we made a quick trip over to Reno to attend a lecture by two of Carrie’s favorite knitting designers, Arne and Carlos. They are from Norway and were on a North American tour. They are funny and entertaining, so even non-knitter Charlie enjoyed it. We left Sacramento for Winslow, Arizona, to spend a few days with a group of close friends. We stayed at La Posada, a beautifully renovated old Harvey House hotel next to the railroad tracks. In the days when rail travel prevailed travelers would stop at Harvey Houses all along the route. We made day trips with our friends to Walnut Canyon National Monument (Native American ruins), Meteor Crater, the Painted Desert, and Petrified Forest National Park. The hotel also has a small museum that contains the world’s largest Navajo rug. Finally, we enjoyed wonderful group dinners at the hotel restaurant and at the great little Mexican restaurant across the street, the Brown Mug (great sopaipillas!). Click on the first photo in each block to view larger images in a slideshow.
Carrie is fan-girling with Carlos (L) and Arne (R), Norwegian knit and clothing designers.
Looking into Walnut Canyon.
View of the trek down into Walnut Canyon, with a view of an ancient cave dwelling in the background.
Viewing Meteor Crater from the rim.
There are buildings at the bottom of Meteor Crater, showing how deep it is.
View of the San Francisco Peaks near Flagstaff from the rim of Meteor Crater.
Serene gardens on the La Posada property.
Story of the world’s largest Navajo rug.
Largest Navajo rug.
Caption for Mother Earth and Father Sky sand painting.
Mother Earth and Father Sky, Navajo sand painting.
Petrified Forest used to be a rain forest in what is now Central America.
Petrified wood in Petrified Forest National Park.
A large petrified log in the distance pictured with our friends.
Petrified log.
Vista in Petrified Forest National Park.
Standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona.
Group photo of our friends by a friendly passerby. She said “woof woof” right before taking it, hence the big smiles.
Good bye, La Posada!
From Winslow we drove to Austin, Texas, to spend a few days visiting with Carrie’s brother’s family. Andy came down to Texas for a few days, as well as two other family members, Theo and Rachel. We rented a house in Dripping Springs that was big enough to hold us all. We enjoyed visiting with our Texas family and spending some time in downtown Austin, a big and vibrant city.
Our Texas Family.
In the lobby of the old Driskill Hotel in downtown Austin.
Voodoo Doughnuts, an Oregon icon, are also in downtown Austin.
A trip to Texas is not complete without a stop at Buc-ee’s.
From Austin we headed northeast to Crofton, Maryland, near Annapolis, where we settled into a condo for about ten days. Carrie wanted to attend the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival, one of the premier knitting and fabric festivals in the United States. The weather was rainy all weekend but we had our umbrellas and made the best of it. Fortunately, most of the vendor booths were indoors in the county fair buildings.
A nice rest stop in Mississippi on our way to Maryland.
Possibly Cheviot breed at the MD Sheep and Wool Festival (MDSW).
Jacob sheep are noted for their large horns.
Cotswold sheep was the featured breed at the MDSW in 2024.
Carrie is sporting Cotswold fleece bangs on a sheepy headband.
Getting a little trim, and braying like she’s being killed.
Hard rain both days at MDSW.
Most folks prepared accordingly with boots, coats, and umbrellas.
Some historic sites on walks near our apartment in MD.
One of our walking trails was converted from an old railroad line.
Lots of rain and marshy fields in our neighborhood.
Marshy lot near our apartment in Maryland.
We took advantage of being in the DC area and made a few day trips to local attractions. Carrie wanted to see the special exhibit titled “Woven Histories” at the National Gallery of Art in Washington. It featured a large and varied collection of woven artwork from all over the world.
Announcing the textile exhibit in the National Gallery of Art.
Inside the National Gallery of Art.
Stone sculpture/decoration in the lobby.
Entering the textile exhibit.
The exhibit shows the intersection of Abstract Art and Textiles.
Intel chip and Navajo weaving intersect.
Unknown chip and Navajo weaving.
Estamp in a grid evolking a QR code.
Second hand coats adorned with sheep fleeces.
A view of the Capitol from the roof of the National Gallery of Art.
A large blue rooster on the roof can be seen peeking over the roof from the street below.
Driving up Pennsylvania Avenue.
Albino squirrel spotted on the National Mall in Washington, D.C.
On the way to the art gallery we drove past the United States National Arboretum which looked intriguing, so on another day we spent the afternoon in the arboretum. It was a weekday and not very crowded, and we enjoyed several hikes through the bushes and trees with springtime flowers. We arrived past peak azalea blooms, but perfect for the dogwood trees.
Charlie is standing in the Dogwood Garden.
View of the Dogwood Garden from the entrance.
We were lucky to visit during peak Dogwood blooming.
Dogwood flowers come in many different shapes.
History of the old Capitol Building columns, moved to the arboretum.
Columns from the Capitol Building from 1826 to 1958.
Carrie in the distance for scale.
On another day we drove over to nearby Virginia and spent the afternoon exploring George Washington’s home at Mount Vernon. We were able to tour the main house, several workshops, and the slave quarters. It is always interesting to get a glimpse into what life was like in the past.
After Washington died, subsequent owners made various changes to the building.
Original and current view of the river-facing side of Mt. Vernon.
View of the front of Mt. Vernon.
George Washington’s office.
Mt. Vernon dining room.
Mt. Vernon kitchen.
Slave quarters at Mt. Vernon.
Conservatory in the garden.
Vegetables and fruits were grown to provide food for all on the plantation.
We left Maryland headed for Raleigh, North Carolina. Along the way we traveled through Shenandoah National Park in Virginia. Shenandoah is an interesting and unique National Park because it is long and thin, about 100 miles long but only a few miles wide. It was established to feature Skyline Drive, a scenic highway along the crest of the Appalachians. We were heading to Raleigh to housesit and dog sit for friends while they went to France for a month, but when we arrived in Raleigh we learned that their trip had been cancelled. Hence, we stayed in Raleigh for just a few days, but we did have a chance to see a special exhibit on Native American art at the North Carolina Museum of Art. Like the textile exhibit at the National Gallery of Art, the NC Museum of Art Native American exhibit also melds past Navajo style with new artists’ techniques.
Charlie is approaching from the Shenandoah Natl Park Visitor Center.
The park is a 100 mile road along the ridge, with views like this all along the way.
Kip, a Havanese, is the sweetest dog.
Modern take on The Storyteller sculpture.
Maria Martinez is famous for her black on black pueblo pottery.
A black on black pot by Maria Martinez.
A modern take on Maria’s black on black art executed on an El Camino.
Combining Navajo shapes with modern quilting.
This artist’s style tags him as a student of Allan Houser.
Modern representation of a black ash basket.
Whimsical figure dressed in Navajo garb holding a balloon.
Since we weren’t going to be staying in Raleigh we decided to spend a couple of weeks in Santa Fe, New Mexico, one of our favorite places. Heading west, we spent part of a day in Great Smoky Mountains National Park, one of the most beautiful parts of the Appalachians. Great Smokies is the most visited National Park in the United States, but we were there on a weekday during shoulder season so the crowds weren’t too bad. On the Tennessee side we passed through Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge and we were somewhat horrified by the crass commercialism of all the tourist traps. We were on our way to Nashville to visit a friend who lives there. We had brunch with her at a great Southern restaurant and then we went to the Johnny Cash Museum in downtown Nashville. We’re all fans of Johnny Cash so it was fun to see the mementos of his great career. Later we walked down Broadway in downtown Nashville. It’s an amazing street. For about five blocks it is lined with music clubs, each with a live band playing, and this was midday on a weekday. At one end of the strip is the big hockey stadium, home of the Nashville Predators.
Along the path to Clingmans Dome in Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
Looking downhill along the path to Clingmans Dome.
Carrie walked about 10 feet down this part of the Appalachian Trail, which crosses the path to Clingmans Dome.
Elevation 6,644′, Clingmans Dome is the highest point in the Great Smoky Mountains.
View from the top of Clingmans Dome. Carrie is the small figure at 1:00 o’clock on the circle below.
The view from the Dome was marred by heavy clouds and fog.
Carrie and Kashena in Nashville.
Different artists recorded Johnny Cash’s songs.
One of Cash’s costumes.
Cash’s records displayed on the wall in the museum.
Music is HUGE in Nashville.
Art painted on a building in downtown Nashville.
Old buildings along the Cumberland River in Nashville at the foot of Broadway.
Bus loads of dancing partiers crawled up and down Broadway, music a’blarin’
Charlie stands next to a statue of Pekka Rinne in front of the Nashville Predators’ arena.
As we neared Santa Fe we took a slight detour to Las Vegas, New Mexico, to take a look at another old Harvey House, the Castaneda Hotel. It is being restored by the same people who restored La Posada in Winslow, so we wanted to see it. The Castaneda is smaller and sleepier than La Posada, so we were glad we had spent our time in Winslow. We made our way over to Santa Fe and settled into a little house in Tesuque, about six miles north of Santa Fe but way out in the country. It was a pleasant, quiet spot to spend a few weeks. While we were there we visited the Museum of Indian Arts and Culture and the adjacent Santa Fe Botanical Garden. Coincidentally, the Museum of Indian Arts and Culture had a textile exhibit displaying modern indigenous artists’ work which draws on centuries-old themes and patterns. Our third textile exhibit of this trip! We also enjoyed frequent walks in Santa Fe. We had spent five months in Santa Fe at the beginning of the pandemic in 2020 so it was fun to revisit some of the neighborhoods that we had gotten to know so well.
Ah, back in the wide open spaces of the West.
The Castenada Hotel in Las Vegas, NM, is also being renovated by the people doing La Posada in Winslow, AZ.
The front of Castenada.Hotel.
Judy Garland dressed as a Harvey Girl for a movie beckons visitors upstairs at the Castenada Hotel.
Peering through the decorative metal gates guarding the bar.
The Harvey Girls’ dormitory building is across the street from the Castenada Hotel and has been renovated into retail and housing spaces.
A view of the entry to our VRBO house in Tesuque, NM.
An artistic ramada greets visitors to the Santa Fe Botanical Garden.
This century plant agave is about to bloom.
Gorgeous yucca blooms.
All kinds of outdoor art decorate the Santa Fe Botanical Garden.
Navajo sculptor Allan Houser has many statues displayed throughout NM.
Tree sculpture with chain for delicate boughs blows in the wind like a weeping willow tree.
Descriptive placard at the Museum of Indian Arts and Culture.
Emergence.
Locations of old indigenous villages, named as Spanish pueblos, but now slowly being changed back to their original names.
Weaver from 1885 incorporated familiar objects into this rug.
Art combining modern photo with indigenous rug and blanket patterns overlaid.
Photo and ancient patterns combine.
Whirligigs for sale on Canyon Road, Santa Fe, NM.
Modern sculpture dots Canyon Rd. as well.
Along Canyon Road.
In June we spent a few days in Camarillo to visit family and friends. We also spent part of a day walking around campus at UCLA, where we both went to college in the early 1970s. A lot has changed in the ensuing 50 years, but a lot is still familiar, too.