I’m not meant to drive on dirt roads….roads that are rough, generously covered in loose gravel & dirt, hairpin/white knuckle inducing curves. I don’t like driving these. Fingers clenched softly around my steering wheel would tighten up as another car approaching head-on faster than I was driving would kick up dirt that I drove into.
I would slow down even more and cautiously enter the dusty cloud and migrate my way through. Traveling down & up an extremely narrow road. An adventure. A switch from the norm & the safe.
Towards the end with each bump that would make my car sound like it was heavy laden with bass, I longed for the smoothness of pavement. For wide, well-defined lanes.
We saw things we would have never seen had we stayed on the cushy asphalt. Things like four deer standing in the road, then making a sudden getaway leaving no chance for paparazzi pictures. Two cows and two calves. Nibbling on dry weeds.
Between the curves and towering Pine Trees we saw breath taking views of the Mogollon Rim, saw new growth where fires had destroyed years before.
We were together. Husband and wife. Adventurers if only for a short time.
Prudence is a 30-something writer who lives in Arizona with her husband Shawn and their chihuahuas Lengua and Zeus. She writes her life, her experiences and her crawl back to hope. Eventually, she hopes to visit India – a place that’s captured her heart without ever stepping foot on the soil.