Sunday, May 29, 2011
Day 7 and 8: Holbrook to Grand Canyon
We found the hotel we'll spend two nights in and checked in. The room is fine, so I think this part is working like it should. After a few minutes of rest, back to the car to make the 5 mile drive to the park.
Because this is Memorial Day weekend, the entrance was packed with cars, trucks, campers and busses. It took a while to get into the park. My Senior pass was great; the $25 fee was waived by the pass. It's the greatest deal in travel.
We used the busses to see the westernmost points and the areas near the village, leaving the eastern points for day two.
It got time to start heading back, so we used the busses to get back to where we left the car. It was beginning to be dusk, and the wind was still howling, putting a chill in the air.
I used my handheld gps to find the car, using a setting for walking. It led us right to the correct parking lot (they all look the same at the welcome center where we parked. Then I told the gps to take us back to the motel using the fastest route. So, we started following the directions and drove and drove and drove through the park. We found residential areas that I never knew existed. We found the Mule stables. Eventually, it led to a road that we went down about a mile, then it turned to dirt. Thinking that it must know the way, I followed it onto the dirt section. We went quite a while and that dirt road ended, but another started up. After a while on that road, Bar spotted a herd of Mule deer beside the road. Neat. A little further, we spotted some people camping in the wilderness.
Finally, the dirt road ended and we were back to civilization. I think Bar has forgiven me for going down the dirt road. No harm, no foul! And another adventure to laugh about.
We had dinner at a Mexican place--it was average. Then back to the motel for the night. We were both bushed and I did not write.
Today we got up, got breakfast at McDonalds and went back to the park. We headed east and stopped at a number of viewpoints. The wind blew even harder today, with some gusts reported at 50+mph. Bar likes the wind; it wears me out. You just can't believe how the wind howled today.
The best viewpoint is at the Desert View area. There's a tower you can climb (like a lighthouse) and see forever up there. Inside, the walls are painted with indian images, and it's just beautiful. Bar said this was the best place she had visited on the trip so far. We hung out here and bought a couple of souvenirs to carry back home. Also had lunch here.
Then back to the car and rode into the village area. I wanted her to see the El Tovar hotel, the gemstone of lodging at the park. I think she liked it very much. Then some additional viewpoints from the village area. At about 3:30, we decided we were tired and needed to get back to the hotel to wash clothes and plan for the next few days.
As I write this, Bar is washing clothes. I thank her for doing it; she's sweet and the sister a brother should have. I am so glad that we found each other and are spending quality time together going on adventures. It makes my heart smile. I love her very much.
I guess this is enough for this post; don't want to bore any readers too much in one post.