After leaving Saltville, we drove west until we were ready to stop. This happened to be just west of Little Rock. We didn’t really make very good time because we stopped so frequently. I’m not even sure where most of our time went.
The only picture I took worth sharing on this leg of the trip was this one, taken somewhere in Tennessee. There wasn’t a whole lot that was new to me (as far as scenery is concerned). And we didn’t go over the Mississippi River until it was dark. And I still couldn’t really get to the Canon.
Next stop: Albuquerque.