South of Gallup, we were heading into the heart of the Zuni Reservation on our way back to Arizona. Our stops were few as anxiety about the health of the car had me wanting it to bring us back to Phoenix before something went wrong that would require us to get it towed.

I could only handle so much driving without stopping for photos as all kinds of amazing sites were being passed by in order to race home. That is not my preferred method of travel, so I finally had to give in; plus, we occasionally saw horses that required Kat to get out of the car and commune with them by being in their presence and capturing them with photos so she could stare at them in the future.

Somewhere during the last 50 miles of the drive home, the check engine light automatically turned off, and now I have no idea what was wrong with the car. The coming weekend, we’ll be heading up to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, so maybe we’ll see if the issue had to do with elevation or maybe we temporarily plugged an oxygen sensor with our off-road adventure.