'As the Crow Flies'
This is a story where the pictures tell most of the story, so I will lay out some of the background for a rather unique tale involving a crow, a ghost town, Hwy 40, and Flagstaff/Mt. Humphrey's. As I look over the photos, I could not have orchestrated this better had I hired a film crew.
The background involves 2 different angles. As my rental car was zipping down Hwy 40, between Winslow and Flagstaff, AZ, I caught storm clouds enveloping Mt. Humphrey's. I took the next exit (Two Guns road) in search of a high spot to snap the swirling weather conditions that were developing 30-40 miles ahead of me.
I did not locate a good spot to take a photo, but I did notice a ghost town on the other side of highway. Hmmm. Love to explore, so I checked out the remnants of a failed commercial enterprise, mixed in with some older buildings.
Link to a story on Two Guns:
After exploration, photos and realization that I had a rental car to return, I ventured back onto Two Guns Road. One last fleeting photo of the Hwy 40 sign (since I had traveled across most of the country on it). Lucky me, there sat a crow on the Hwy 40 West sign.
I took a photo and tried to get another photo of our bird and signage. Evidently the crow had a mission, and I caught him/her taking off. For some unknown, but now cool reason, I took a photo of the crow flying across the highway
The crow would arrive just before I reached the highway entrance. I glanced at the same signs, but the West Hwy 40 sign was now on the right. I had first seen the crow on the Hwy 40 West sign on the other side of the highway and he/she now sat on the Hwy 40 West sign on the other side of the Hwy.
As if the crow felt like I needed additional help/support, I would get 'beaked' into a West direction. 'As the crow flies' may take on a different meaning.