The Ocean-to-Ocean Bridge was the only way to go coast to coast back in the day.

The Ocean-to-Ocean Highway Bridge has spanned the Colorado River in Yuma, Arizona since 1915. If you were heading from coast to coast at that time, the Ocean-to-Ocean Bridge was the only place to cross the river, and it meant going miles out of your way to do so.

It lights up at night. You'll have to take my word for it because this picture is as good as it gets on this blog.

And that, my dear Kernutties, is your history lesson for the day. Never say I didn’t teach you anything. Notice I didn’t say “important”. Useless trivia is my specialty.

Shake Your Dates

Since my first trip to Slab City, California this past winter, all I heard was that I had to have a date shake.

“What’s a ‘date shake”‘, I asked. “Is that a shake you share with a date? What if I don’t have a date, can I get one on the side?”

*rimshot*

Yeah, I know. Sometimes I’m the only one laughing.

It comes with ice cream. Ok, good enough!

There are more than a few date farms in southern California, but I never had the chance to try one while I was there. Good Fortune being my friend, I wasn’t going to miss out on having a date shake even though I was no longer in California.

North of Yuma, Arizona there’s a great (mostly because it’s the ONLY) roadside stop about half-way to Quartzsite. This lone desert oasis has a gift shop, a fast food stand, and an ice cream stand. But most importantly, they have the only bathroom for MILES.

The date shakes are good, a tasty blend of vanilla ice cream and dates. Well worth the stop, even if you don’t have to pee.

The Bridge to Nowhere… or is it Now Here?

Located roughly ten miles north of downtown Yuma, Arizona lies The Bridge to Nowhere. I did not make up the name, I swear.

The Bridge to Nowhere. Or is it really "The Bridge to Now Here"?

It really goes nowhere. I’m not sure if once went somewhere, but now there’s a farm on one side and nothing on the other side except open fields and the back end of a shooting range. Nope, there’s no old road, either.

Vegetable and flower farm on one side of the Bridge to Nowhere.

This is your Zen moment for the day: The Bridge to Nowhere or Now Here - you get to choose.

But maybe, just maybe, there was a typo in the original spelling (not that that ever happens to me) and it is really “The Bridge to Now Here“? That makes much more sense.

Don’t let this Zen moment pass by unappreciated, my dear Kernutties. You’ve just taken The Bridge to Now Here. Enjoy.