Well, I made it back, but didn't OC as much as I had planned to.
Between travel delays on the way to Redding and other issues, I didn't have the find the time or a private place to dig my Glock out of my luggage for most of the trip.
I stopped for the night in Banning (east of L.A.), and OC'd the morning I left. Went to an Arco station for gas & breakfast. Got a few strange looks, but nobody said anything.
Stopped again in Indio for gas. A guy at the next pump asked, "is that a 9mm on your hip?" I told him it is a .40cal. He asked what size magazine. I briefly explained the law about magazine size.
Once in AZ, as I passed mile marker 1, loaded up. Carried most of the time while I was there - the weather there makes even OC extremely uncomfortable.
Got a couple goofy comments from some of my family members (most of whom have felony convictions, so I chalk it up to jealousy).
Carried into Bank of America in Apache Junction to cash a check. They were extremely busy, so they had 3 clerks walking the line to handle "deposit-only" transactions. They didn't seem concerned at all with my firearm. The lady behind me in line stared rudely, but didn't say a word to me.
Other than this, it was a typical weekend.