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Caribbean Adventure

Back home from a great time in the Eastern Caribbean!  If you have cruised in the Bahamas or the Virgin Islands you know what this fantastic sailing was like … if not, you should know that we had crystal clear waters, white sand beaches, warm temperatures and plenty to eat!  What a great time.  Check out the Places page for a few more photos and soon, some of the snorkeling video.

Ready for a flight at Twisted Trunk

Ready for a flight at Twisted Trunk

We drove down to West Palm Beach the day before departing, and quickly located a cool brewery called Twisted Trunk.  Lots of fun and some great craft brews on tap (getting to be a habit with us now, but trust me these are fun places to hang out).

Welcome Aboard!

Welcome Aboard!

Setting sail!

Setting sail!

Retirement feels good

Retirement feels good

Our sailing took us from Ft. Lauderdale on a dreary, drizzly day to Grand Turk for an easy day of beach time and snorkeling.  Folks told us the beach was “right there” and to have a drink at Margaritaville and float in the pool “just off the pier.”  Well, they were right about everything being just off the ship.  I think this might have been the best time in the water, with plenty of fish around the rocky bottom and along the ledge to the deeper water.  Highlight was an eel in the rocks, plus plenty of parrot fish and other colorful, yet-to-be-identified fish.  Good day out, for sure.

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San Juan, Puerto Rico was a grand arrival and departure around the harbor and the protection of Castillo San Felipe del Morro, a World Heritage site that is so easily recognized by the cylindrical sentry boxes along the outer fortress walls.  We walked the cobbled streets with overhanging balconies and lined with colorful shops, homes and churches.  Christmas preparations were evident in the carved wooden figurines and larger representations of the three kings and holy family.  Our microbrew “radar” seems to be working just fine, as we found a local brewery and had a flight to cool off (it was a hot one in San Juan).

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Busy Harbor at San Juan

Busy Harbor at San Juan

 

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Cheers to San Juan!

 

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Next port was St. Thomas and a boat ride over to Trunk Bay on St. John.  Beautiful islands, amazing water and just gorgeous.  We didn’t really get to explore St. Thomas, since our excursion to St. John took most of the day, but the homes and hotels along the coastline, plus the pirate castles, looked just perfect.  The snorkeling in Trunk Bay was not enough time, but the marine life seemed to be spotty.  Plenty of coral and colorful fans, but I didn’t think there were as many fish as at Grand Turk.  But the beach and water were pretty terrific, if only for 90 minutes.

 

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Amazingly clear water at Trunk Bay, St. John

Amazingly clear water at Trunk Bay, St. John

 

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Did our backyard deer alert them we were in town?

Did our backyard deer alert them we were in town?

Half Moon Cay, the Holland America private island, was also just a perfect day, even if it was mostly cloudy.  Snorkeled along a rocky shoreline and saw two very cool turtles swimming around.  Water was so clear and sand so white it seemed almost unreal.  Nice lunchtime barbecue on shore, since you never want to be too far from more food than you can eat!  Calm departure as the day ended with a nice sunset.

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The drive home was one long 11 hour stretch, but we talked over the highlights of the trip, so it didn’t seem so bad.  Wonderful week (was that all?) spent cruising the Caribbean with folks like our parents and grandparents.  There are stories about the “walker/scooter” brigade onboard, the “lively” nightclub, and the craps table in the casino (“What did she roll, I can’t see”, “a 12”, “What?” “12”, “Oh.  What does that mean?”), but maybe I should save them for another time.  I still want to be welcome aboard another Holland America cruise.

Final Happy Hour at Sea!

Final Happy Hour at Sea!

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Cruising the Caribbean

Hi friends, back again for a quick post.

We are headed for a different adventure, one that doesn’t involve the Winnebago for now.  We will be in the Eastern Caribbean aboard Holland America’s Westerdam, visiting Grand Turk, San Juan, St. Thomas, Half Moon Cay … just a delightful trip of sun and sea.  We booked a snorkel excursion to St. John and Trunk Bay Beach, so look for some pictures from the adventure once we return.

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The Winnebago is repaired, winterized and ready for the next great adventure (not sure where yet).

I just posted a video of our trek up and down the Angel’s Landing Trail at Zion National Park to YouTube (see the link from the Places and Videos page).  Again, it is just some simple video of me holding the camera as I walked behind or ahead of Jackie as we made our way up, up, up the trail of switchbacks.

At the top “base camp” area and just before the last half mile or so of trail we probably should have left the backpacks and hiking poles, since the final portion was more a “hands and feet” type of hike up and across the rocky ridge.  But we did try to climb along the chain-assisted ridge for a stretch, until it just became too busy with hikers trying to pass around us.  We turned back, and as you will see, it still was a challenge.  If you slipped on those smooth rocks, there wasn’t anything to grab on the way down the slope to the bottom (except maybe another hiker), so we were ok with the cautious approach.  Did it, bought the t-shirt!  Enjoy!

 

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Home for now and VIDEO

Hi All!

Let’s see, we have been home for 2 weeks now and it is almost hard to believe we actually DID THIS! So what’s happening now? (check the bottom of the page for a video link)

Well, first of all, we got home just fine in one straight drive from New Orleans to Kennesaw and in time for Halloween tricksters (arghh, we had to run out and get some candy). We set up the motorhome to greet kids, with orange lights on the awning, candles and pumpkins to decorate and our two comfy chairs at the ready. Rain was expected but didn’t happen until overnight. I found my bubble/smoke machine and we delighted many youngsters with the smoke-filled bubbles that popped out.

Ready for the tricksters!

Ready for the tricksters!

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Boo!

We emptied out the van and drove it up to Camping World for repairs and oil change. The microwave needed fixing, the collision repair was scheduled, I wanted an oil change for the engine and generator, plus we had that ragged slide topper to replace.

So next on my list of things to do was to go through the many pictures and video clips. Video shouldn’t be a problem, right? Plenty of folks upload their videos to YouTube and share them on the fly, so this can’t be all that hard. WRONG.

Well, I did manage to put together two videos so far. Test run was some snorkeling video from Panama City Beach that I took with my JVC Adixxion camera.  Well, Media Player will play the video clips, Windows 10 (yes, I upgraded) uses Windows Movies & TV and doesn’t like to play the clips in their present format, MovieMaker uploads video to edit, but does something weird with the audio (just a bunch of clicking and static noises) so that won’t work … finally I found and downloaded GoPro Studio and was able to stitch together the video clips, BUT it won’t let you trim the clips if they were not original GoPro material.  I have now found another program that might let me work my magic with the rest of my clips, but I have to learn it first … trakax.  It is a free trial with a purchase after 15 days, so I think I have to learn fast.

Next, I needed to have a YouTube channel into which I could upload the videos, so that took a little time to craft.  So what I have for your viewing pleasure is a video of our hike up The Narrows.  It was an amazing hike as I shared with you before, and this brief video should help tell the story.  If this video link works, I will post more as I edit them.  I have that snorkeling video ready to upload, but might rework it a bit first.

Maybe if I wasn’t such a perfectionist, it would go quicker…

VIDEO LINK:  https://youtu.be/ddsQSkDrylQ

Great Hike!

Great Hike!

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The Big Easy

We left San Antonio, hoping to get close to the border of Texas and ended up driving further into Louisiana, staying at Sam Houston Jones State Park in Lake Charles. Actually a nice camp spot with just a few other folks. Lots of water around from the rains, but no road flooding. Anyway, it was just a quick stop for the night after about 6 hours of driving, but we prefer state parks when we can find them.

Texas Benji at San Angelo

Texas Benji at San Angelo

Next day we were going to make New Orleans, rain and high water or not. After checking the reviews for the campgrounds closest to the French Quarter, Jackie decided we would be better staying a bit further out, so we found a nice spot in Slidell. Got to the camp late afternoon and figured we ought to go downtown to the French Quarter to see it at night, even though it threatened rain. Well, if you have been to Bourbon Street (and surroundings) at night, you know what it is like. Even though this was a weeknight, it was pretty lively. Well, mostly senior citizen tourists like us, so MODERATELY lively.

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There is a different vibe to this town, with impromptu sidewalk performances and other sorts of street performers. The Visitor’s Guide had a list of “if this is your first time in New Orleans, you have to go see …” so armed with our checklist of “must see” spots our first stop was Pat O’Brien’s for a hurricane. Great courtyard patio with flaming fountain and a refreshing drink (no, we don’t need to keep the glasses, thanks).

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Hurricanes on the patio – magic!

We walked along the streets and tried to figure where to have dinner. First try was Court of Two Sisters (also on the “list”), but we got sidelined at the bar to wait for a patio table for too long. Funny, there were several available, but we didn’t want to play the waiting game. Looked at the menu at Antoine’s (too pricey) and ended up at a nice quiet courtyard for some food.

Those Two Sisters kept us waiting.

Those Two Sisters kept us waiting.

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Crescent City Brewpub – our latest fav

Walked around people watching and window shopping, then found Crescent City Brewpub and we knew we were in the right place. Ordered a flight of beer (5) and watched a little of the World Series.

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On the “must see” list

Cafe du Monde

Sugar overload on the beignets.

Next full day was to be a walking tour of New Orleans – and the weather was great – sunny and warm. We circled around the Superdome, then went back to the French Quarter. Had café au lait and beignets at Café du Monde. Basic sugar fix and dark clothing is not advised. Seriously, they were delicious, but the pile of powdered sugar was more than enough (don’t breathe in while eating).

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The French Market was next on the list: what a fun farmer’s and flea market. Took a look at the river, wandered into more shops in the Quarter, stopped in Jackson Square and ate at the French Market Café. Nice day and some wild beads, hats and masks in the many shops. Most of the area was getting ready for Halloween with crazy decorations and lights.

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Ready to pary?

Ready to party?

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Sadly, our great Western Adventure is coming to a close. We hope to make either Birmingham or Montgomery tomorrow and then home on Friday. Spending 6 weeks in a 10 x 30 box with a cat and a dog has been a new chapter for us and a lot of fun. We have seen some amazing places around our country and challenged ourselves to take on canyons, mountains and rivers.

The map is looking better.

Filling in the map – “Mischief Managed”

But our thoughts are turning to things back home. The return trip has been a lot more driving and less camping and exploration. Translated, that means it would be nice to have a “real” hot shower at home, some speedy internet you can count on and a chance to catch up with family. Not that the Winnebago was a problem at all for morning showers and all the travel we did – it worked out perfectly.

I don’t think my writing has been as crisp and engaging as it was at the start, so maybe I am fading just a bit, too. I hope you recognize the reference to the Marauder’s Map from Harry Potter (if I recall correctly).

Thanks for joining us on this adventure. I am amazed at how many views the blog has received. Hope you enjoyed it.

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High Winds, High Water, High Cotton

Leaving Carlsbad was another long day on the road, as we tried to get as close to San Antonio as we could. We got up and out quick, but as we headed east it was on and off rain, all part of Hurricane Patricia. We were told that the interstate that headed south was a pretty rough ride, so we took a 4-lane toward Hobbs and then southeast to San Angelo. On the way it was obvious that there had been flooding in many spots, although we didn’t have trouble on the roads. I did manage to spot a roadrunner perched on a shrub along the road. As we drove along and plotted how far we would make it, Jackie searched for possible spots to stay and we settled on San Angelo State Park. It sat alongside a lake that was mostly not there due to the summer’s drought.

The reason I mention cotton is that much of the area of Texas we came through was cotton fields. We actually saw them in New Mexico near our KOA along with beautiful orchards of pecan trees. Go figure, I thought I was back in Georgia for a moment. Maybe half of the huge fields were harvested, with the bales of cotton waiting to be moved to the co-ops. These were large rectangular tractor-trailer sized bales mostly, with a few of the round ones here and there. Lots of cotton.

At San Angelo State Park we had plenty of space around us in a nice, level campground. Maybe four other trailers in camp. One of the rangers caught up with us as we walked around camp with Benji and warned a severe thunderstorm was headed for us and to be alert. The worst of the storm slid just south of us as it rumbled along, but we did have a night of strong winds rocking us to sleep.

Storm passed

Storm passed

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Got a full rainbow over the camper before we turned in, though. Nice touch.  We have noticed that the awning topper that comes out over the bedroom slide has decided to de-laminate and kind of shred apart due to UV damage. I picked up a handful of it the next morning in the next campsite over. Another thing to get replaced when it is back in the shop.

Slide topper is looking a bit ragged.

Slide topper is looking a bit ragged.

So off to San Antonio we went, hearing that there had been record rainfall in Austin, Midland and other parts of Texas. We planned to stay at a nice KOA in San Antonio that sat alongside the Salado Creek and as we pulled in we were advised there was plenty of room, since many campers had pulled out to head for higher ground. “Are we expecting flash floods?” “Well, on Memorial Day weekend the park was 5 feet under water, but it seems like the creek isn’t getting that high yet.” Hmm. From our campsite (the closest camper to the creek, by the way – gee thanks) we could see the swollen creek rushing past and tried to mark the water level to check later. It was sort of raining on and off so we really didn’t want to leave camp until we were sure which way the water was going. After an hour and a half it didn’t seem to be getting worse, so we made a quick trip into town to scout out Alamo Plaza and such.

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Swollen creek

We were able to visit the Alamo Shrine and walk around the grounds and found some of the access points for the Riverwalk. Back to camp (only about 5 miles) and everything seemed about the same. The local news spoke of a man being swept away in the rains. It was a restless night of wind and wondering, plus “thunk” and “thwack” as pecans hit the roof. Who would plant pecan trees in an RV park? Sheesh.

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Closer to normal

The plan for Sunday was to take our time and get into town around noon. We checked the creek and discovered that not only was it down, there was an entire bike path beside it that was now visible. More water than we realized.

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It turned out to be a beautiful day, sunny and warm. The Riverwalk came alive and so did we. We rode one of the river barges, learned about the San Antonio River and local history, joined in a Day of the Dead Festival nearby, and sampled the food at County Line Barbecue and Republic of Texas. One level down from the street and it is a magical place. Highly recommended if you get the chance – and do take the barge, it was fun.

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Next stop we are hoping will be Beaumont, Texas or further. New Orleans is in our sights.

By the way, we learned the man who got washed away looking for his dog was found safe, along with the dog.

Hey, thanks for checking in.

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Dark and Stormy Night

Oh My! It was the kind of storm that Jackie said “runs cars off the road in flash floods … like us.” Pitch black until the lightning hits all around you in multiple flashes, rain blasting in sheets on the windshield, with wipers on high and no effect. Gusts of wind rocking the car back and forth. And then we didn’t recognize the road we were on. How did this happen you ask? Let me back up a bit first.

Pop Quiz: Where is this place?

Pop Quiz: Where is this place?  Answer at the bottom of page.

We left Albuquerque in the rain on Wednesday and climbed the mountains and down the eastern plains headed toward Roswell. Finally out ran the rain, but as we were just north of Roswell we saw white stuff in the shoulders and median. Snow?? Yep, you guessed it. The temperature was around 42, but there had been snow before we got there and good traces of it lined the road. Doo, doo, doo, doo (Twilight Zone music). Something is weird in Roswell – well we already knew that. Green aliens adorn everything in town. We drove right through, hoping to see a cool spot to eat, like the Alien Café or something, but it looked pretty much like any small town.

Outside the cave, ready for bat flight.

Outside the cave, ready for bat flight.

Onward to Carlsbad and we spotted a small herd of Pronghorn near the road. Finally, some wildlife.

We are staying at a very nice KOA north of Carlsbad about 15 miles. Seriously nice, clean, level, wide spots – perfect for campers like ours. So we set up camp and were told that the bat flight was at 5:45. Hmm… can we make it down to Carlsbad in time to see it? Sure, no problem. Feed the pets, walk the dog, grab some gear and head to the park. Let’s see, that is 15 miles to Carlsbad, a long slow drive through town, and 28 miles (yes, 28) to the park. Ok, and here we are at the entrance. Driving in along a beautiful winding road a few and then a sign “No Passing Next 5 Miles.” What? How far IS it?

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Park the car, walk to the amphitheater of stone seats surrounding the cave entrance and we wait, while watching a wonderful display of cave swallows circling and swooping down into the cave for the night. Rumbling to the south, but hey, we are miles away from that. As the ranger finishes up his cautions about no photography, the bats start to swell out of the cave in a circling tornado that grows ever larger. Out they come and off they go. The trail off over the hillside looks like a swarm of insects that just keeps coming out of the cave. We are told that it can sometimes last up to 3 hours. Rumble, rumble again. Hmm, maybe after 30 minutes we should consider heading back to the car. We do and start to make our way back to camp. Flash, flash. We ARE in a desert, right?

That takes us to the start of this story. About the time we reach Carlsbad it is getting dark. Mind you, there is basically one long straight road from camp down to and through Carlsbad, so this should not be a problem. But as we are just about to leave town, the storm hits and I veer right instead of left. Dark, rainy, windy, lightning … where the heck are we? Jackie pulls out her phone, uses Google maps and guides me back onto the main road, but it is a storm like no other. She counted down the miles (12 more to camp) while gripping the phone and seat very tightly and we finally pulled in. Cat and dog were safe, but rattled nonetheless. Rained all night. The leak over the dash will have to be fixed sometime soon.

Natural Entrance to Cavern

Natural Entrance to Cavern

Natural Entrance, looking back out.

Natural Entrance, looking back out.

Morning is beautiful, sunny, blue skies. Back to Carlsbad we go and on to the National Park. Jackie spotted some Bighorn Sheep on the way in, so we got some good pictures on the hillside. Time to go underground now. If you have ever been to Carlsbad, you know what we were going to see. If not, you need to visit sometime, as this is a cave like no other. We walked in through the natural entrance, which started where we watched the bats make their exit. Cool descent past the bat cave and down to the interior. We thought the formations and passages were amazing, but it wasn’t until we hit the Big Room that it became spectacular. Up the elevator (75 floors) for lunch in the gift shop, then back down for a ranger tour of the King’s Palace.

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What an amazing sight. The formations in the rooms of that tour were wild – and the rooms were filled with them. Stalactites and curtains hung from the ceiling too numerous to count, the stalagmites and popcorn formations on the floors just incredible. Well worth the small cost to take the tour.

As we were halfway around our self-guided tour of the Big Room (and it is huge, plus over a mile of walkways) we could hear the noise of children’s voices coming our way… and yes, a class trip of 7th graders caught up and passed us. Ahh, the reminders of what we left behind (the boys were smacking each other’s miner’s helmets and “hey guys, wait up” sort of stuff). We thoroughly enjoyed the caves.

On the way out of the park we saw another herd of Bighorn Sheep. Nice. And the ride back to camp was blue skies and sunny. We actually got to see the landscape this time.

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Bighorn Ram

ANSWER to pop quiz.  No, it isn’t the hills of Austria from “Sound of Music” … it is the rounded limestone hills of Carlsbad Caverns National Park.  Didn’t look like the desert Southwest to me.

Ok, onward to San Antonio. From this point on we don’t have reservations, just a vague plan of how far we can go in a day. Let you know where we end up.
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Painted and Petrified

Painted Desert

Painted Desert

We said goodbye to the Grand Canyon and set off out of the park to get as close to the Petrified Forest and Painted Desert as we could. A KOA at Holbrook, AZ seemed to be the spot. We got there about 1:00 and were setting up in our pull-through spot when another, much larger motorhome pulls up to the spot at our front door. Now in KOAs you kind of expect less room around you, but this campground was maybe a quarter filled and we get a neighbor right in front of us?  Well, whadda ya gonna do?

We finished hooking up water and electric, leveling the RV and rolling the car off the tow dolly and Jackie pulled the car up close to park it. As we walked around the picnic table, out came the neighbors living room slide… getting closer, and closer and stopped. Honestly, if we had cranked out our awning, it probably would have hit their motorhome. Not that we planned to spend much time lounging outside our camper, but it just seemed a little “in your face, Winnebago.” So we left the porch light on all night.  Back at ya!

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Painted Desert

Painted Desert

Painted Desert

Back to the sightseeing. Since we were only in Holbrook overnight, we hopped in the car and headed for the Petrified Forest National Park. This was about 2pm. The park is a combination of Painted Desert at the north and Petrified Forest at the south. You exit I-40 and make one big drive through the park – 28 miles. Now the park was already about 21 miles from camp, so this was going to be a quick one if we were going to make it all the way through, north to south, and back another 20 miles to camp. Here is how to do the Petrified Forest on a time crunch: Jump out at the first overlook, “ooh, aah” snap the shot of the painted desert, jump back into car and drive to the next. For some overlooks the car stayed running… but we got the shot.

Tumble of logs in Crystal Forest

Tumble of logs in Crystal Forest

The best spot was the Crystal Forest, an easy mile hike around through lots of logs. These were really quite something. When you glanced at them, you saw bark, maybe what looked like scorch marks, sap and growth rings. Looking closer and touching them of course you find out they are rock – fairly smooth, polished and shiny rock. But all the characteristics of wood are there. Crazy cool. Have a look at some of these and tell me they don’t look like real wood.

Seriously, this is rock.

Seriously, this is rock.

Bark and rings of stone.

Bark and rings of stone.

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Amazing colors of the minerals

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In addition to the wild wood, the sandstone formations had a different tint than we have been seeing. White, gray and bluish tints that were nicely striped. Again, something that looks like it belongs on another planet.

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Petrified Forest

The Tepees

Ok, get back in the car, drive to the next, snap the shot, move on. We got back to camp by 6 and crashed. Overnight we had a little rain, but we got up and outta there early, since Albuquerque was a long drive and our next stop. The drive wasn’t too bad, although I-40 in Arizona is pretty beat, frankly. Lots of rattling and thumping over uneven pavement. You pass through more of the Navajo Nation and a few other native lands, each with casinos and some bypassed trading posts (mostly tacky). Historic Route 66 was in the same corridor as current I-40, so it mostly isn’t there. But there were signs for some bridges, motels and such that were along this storied roadway.

A glance in the mirror showed really dark clouds behind us and we pretty much outran a series of storms until we got to Albuquerque. We had time enough to set up camp before the rain hit, but it rained all night. The mobile home and RV park was pretty much in the heart of town, just a block from the Balloon Festival Park, where they had their big event a week or so earlier. But this was mostly a mobile home park with a few spots for RV’s. We had a nice level pull-through spot, so I can’t complain, but there were waaaay too many speed bumps in and out (oh my, did the camper rock about from those).

Storms approaching!

Storms approaching!

Jackie did laundry just before the storms hit, but ran out of quarters for the dryer, so we had wet laundry hanging everywhere in the camper. Not our best day. We got local news and learned that hail had hit the areas we just left and parts of Albuquerque, but we didn’t get any, thank goodness. Small leak over the windshield, tho, and we have to keep an eye on the drips on the dash.

There were about 6 or 8 microbreweries listed within blocks of our spot, but we really didn’t want to unhook the car to check them out, so we can’t really report on the brewpub scene in Albuquerque (darn). Hey, this unhooking and re-hooking of the car on the tow dolly is getting old, tho.

In the morning we pull out and head to Carlsbad.

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Grand Canyon, South

Leaving Vegas and Lake Meade on Friday we continued across the Mohave Desert and even met up with historic Route 66. One thing you become aware of while driving this area of the country is the elevation changes. You go from 1,500 feet to 4,000 to 6,000 and then back down again. We searched out a National Forest spot called Kaibab Lake just north of Williams at the entrance road to Grand Canyon and camped for the night – ten bucks, but dry camping.

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Kaibab Lake N.F.

We now are in a pattern of showers and thunderstorms. We had overnight rain in Las Vegas, had rain at Kaibab Lake and now as we drive the 40 miles into Grand Canyon it is raining (Saturday).   Not too bad, though, since we just settled in at night and read a book — even started playing Gin Rummy.  (BTW, finished Steve Berry’s Lincoln Myth and starting on Tom Clancy aka Grant Blackwood’s Under Fire).

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Since we got to the park too early to check-in to camp, we parked and did the Visitor’s Center and rim walk. But the off-and-on rain and clouds actually made for some cool shots into the canyon. We took the shuttle bus along to Bright Angel Lodge and the historic village area along the rim, checking out the views, lodges and gift shops. One minute it was a mostly clear view of the canyon, next you would see the mist rising up the canyon wall and you were fogged in. Pretty neat.

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Once we got set up in camp, we took the bikes down and rode the greenway trail back to the rim trail.  My son Dave was right, there is a lot of biking you can do along the rim and in the campground.  There is a section you can ride that goes east to the South Kaibab Trailhead, so we wanted to try that. Halfway there we passed some female elk right on the side of the trail, munching on branches. Eerie, since they surprised us and were like 3 feet away. Rain started up and what was heading our way didn’t look good, so we pedaled back to camp. Bit wet, aborted ride, but fun.

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The sun and clouds kept changing the view.

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Since rain was predicted for the next two days and we wanted to do part of Bright Angel Trail, we made an early start of it next day (that would be … Sunday). We got the best part of the day for the hike. Our objective was the mile and a half rest shelter on the trail. Change in elevation was over 1,100 feet and keep in mind the way the park service measures distance (always further than published).  Not as much as Angel’s Landing, but we were game, so down we went.

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You could see what we figured was the rest shelter building way down below us, yet we kept on. Amazing vistas and ever-changing colors. Just about the time Jackie wisely said “you know, we still have to go back up” I pushed to go around one more bend. What do you know? There was the mile and a half spot! So we sat in a shelter, had something to drink and eat and chatted with some of the other hikers. Turns out the building we saw below us was the three mile house. Don’t plan to be visiting that one.

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Waaaay down on the point is what we thought was the mile and a half rest shelter.

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One of two tunnels on the trail.

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The actual mile and a half rest shelter.

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Snacks with new friends and a view.

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1, 2, 3, jump?

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Selfies are not that easy…

So, yes, we did make it back up to the rim. Took it slow and steady, several breathers for water and energy. As a reward, we had lunch in the Arizona Room of the Bright Angel Lodge. One last task before ending the day: take the shuttle out to the viewpoints along the rim to Hermit’s Rest. Really are some great views, even though the clouds kept it from being as bright and colorful as we expected. Pretty good rainshower on the way back to camp, but it stopped by the time we got home. Benji and Merlin were glad to see us and I hit the shower to clean off and warm up. We both feel pretty good to have done the Bright Angel Trail (FYI – phone and fitbit clocked it closer to 5 miles).

Tomorrow we are off to Flagstaff and the Petrified Forest.

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Off to see the Wizard . . .

We left Zion, reluctantly, since we had such a great time there. Next destination was somewhere in the Las Vegas area. We headed for an RV park in the Lake Meade Recreation Area and crossed through some wild, dry, mountains and part of the Mohave Desert on our way to Las Vegas. One notable item was the Joshua Tree, in the Yucca family and exclusive to the Mohave Desert, which suddenly appeared as we crossed into Mesquite, Nevada. No pictures, since I was driving the whole time. By the way, we went from Utah, through Arizona briefly and then into Nevada (changing time by one hour to Pacific Time). Some pretty wild mountains to cross through.

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The RV park on Lake Meade was easy camping, even if it was tight quarters. We hooked up to water and electric and then headed over to Hoover Dam. It was a hot afternoon, over 90 degrees, but the walk around the dam was cool. Pretty amazing feat of engineering and design and we walked across while I tried to figure where the Transformers were positioned beneath (you had to see the movie).

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So much of the design is art deco style.

The new bridge that spans across the river and canyon just downstream is pretty amazing and we walked midway to have a look at the dam from there (but the price of admission to the visitor’s center and parking seemed a bit steep). Sad to see that the high water mark for the lake was the year it was completed.

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The view from Boulder City.

The town where the dam and campsite are located is Boulder City. The historic section of town is really quite nice. They have kept it looking like a 60’s boom town, with all the small motels and souvenir shops. Very classic. Brief mention that there was yet another brewpub: Boulder City Brewery. Good for a sample flight of six five ounce selections of their brews. Get this: on the way out of town, along the shoulder where there was some healthy green grass was a herd of Bighorn sheep. So we got some pictures, but they sure aren’t the “out in the wild” photo we expected to get.

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Ok, they were on the side of the road . . .

Next day was to be an adventure in Las Vegas. We drove to Emerald City to see the Wizard, parked and started walking the strip. One clever bit of engineering that I liked was the curving escalator at the Forum Shops at Caesar’s Palace.  They did trick you into walking around the entire level of the mall, though.  Whole lotta stuff going on and people everywhere.   As you know, every celebrity chef has a place or two in Vegas (where did those cheap buffets go?)  Can’t say I was impressed – too many homeless, panhandlers and just plain weird folk. Had lunch and came back to camp.  The day before we arrived in Las Vegas the Democrats were debating.  Then the big news was about Lamar Odom.  See what I mean about weird folk?  While we were sitting outside enjoying the view, we watched some strange birds running around. Finally figured out they were Gambel’s Quail (but no picture, since I didn’t have the camera).

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Classic Caesar’s, but bigger.

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Was it all a Mirage?

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Not the sort of wildlife we were looking for.

A shout out to my brother Jeff, who spent his birthday in a tree stand hoping to get a buck with his bow and arrow. I hear his son Adam has bagged three does already.

We are headed toward the South Rim next, probably with a stopover beyond Kingman, AZ.

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Zion: “Straight Up Land”

Zion National Park

Zion National Park

Zion National Park

Zion National Park

We traveled to Zion National Park, known earlier to the Paiute Indians as Mukuntuweap, meaning canyon or “straight up land’. It sure is a fitting description. In an earlier post I said that Arches has the most dramatic entrance, but I must amend that to say that once you start into the Zion Canyon, it truly is an amazing entrance. You are surrounded by sheer canyon walls of red Navajo sandstone that blend into grey and white sandstone, sometimes capped by another layer of red Temple Cap. This is the canyon of the Virgin River, which has carved out this land of canyons and cliffs.

Virgin River

Virgin River

I feel our whole trip has been leading up to this visit. There were several personal bests and lifetime achievements for us in this park. But first, let me set the scene for you. Driving to the entrance of the park, which is really a huge single canyon with one Scenic Drive that dead-ends into the park, you go through the cute town of Springdale. Watchman campground is where we stayed, and it sat on one side of the Virgin River and Springdale sat on the other, both surrounded by the canyon walls. Our site was level and shaded from the afternoon sun and sat alongside the river, with a cute motel on the other side. A sidewalk/bike path ran along the river next to our site, so this whole idea of a wilderness camping experience was at odds with folks strolling down the sidewalk beside us and a raucous crowd with DJ on Sunday night just down from the motel. Ok, it was still pretty cool.

Campsite below Watchman

Campsite with Watchman in distance

Watchman in the late evening sun

Watchman in the late evening sun

Shuttle for the park

Shuttle for the park

Due to the crowds (18,000 or more a day), the park service operates a shuttle up and down the Scenic Drive, with 8 stops at trailheads and overlooks. Well run and worked fine. We could walk to the Visitor’s Center from our campsite and hop on the shuttle to our destination no problem.

The start up Angel's Landing

The start up Angel’s Landing

Ok, Day One and we notice that one of the trails would be closed for maintenance Tuesday and Wednesday, so since it was Monday, we put that one as a priority. Zion has two of the most highly rated hikes in the entire National Park System: Angel’s Landing and The Narrows. Angel’s Landing it was, so we packed water, snacks and put on the hiking shoes and layers of clothes and off we went. It started out in the 50’s, but by the end of our hike it was about 90, so most of our layers went into the backpack.

Angel’s landing starts out as a meandering trail that nudges upward – and is nicely paved and easy walking. You then have a view of this cliff face and notice these little people on switchbacks and traverses and wonder “is that where we are headed?” Yes, you are. You might be able to pick out a few folks on the angled cut across the sandstone slab in this picture.

Switchbacks - look closely at the cut across the sandstone for the trail.

Switchbacks – look closely at the cut across the sandstone for the trail.

It is a rise in elevation of 1,500 feet for the hike. It is rated at about 6 miles round-trip, but we clocked closer to 8 miles.

Taking a breather.

Taking a breather.

Once you finish those first switchbacks and that slash across the sandstone you turn into Refrigerator Canyon (and man was it a welcome cool, breezy walk in that canyon). Not so bad, until you hit Walter’s Wiggles. These are I think 11 short switchbacks built into the canyon to let you get to the summit.

Switchbacks in Refrigerator Canyon

Switchbacks in Refrigerator Canyon

Walter's Wiggles - can you see down the switchbacks?

Walter’s Wiggles – can you see down the switchbacks?

Once you master those, suddenly you are on what seems like base camp or something. Folks are spread out all over Scout Observation point, where you can look down into the canyon. Now, understand, you are not alone in this hike. People are passing you, forward and back, taking selfies, dragging kids, toting infants (seriously, we saw several 2 – 4 month babies in packs)…. It was strange.

View from the top.

View from the top.

Ok, so now the serious stuff starts. From here to the summit, about a half mile, you are on sheer rock with a chain grip to follow along. We started up, slowly, with the sun in our eyes and way too many people in front and in back. We probably got a third of the way and decided it was just too busy and turned back. But we did the climb and felt exhilarated. What a hike!

The final climb using chains as guides.

The final climb using chains as guides.

The view from 1,500 ft. down to Horseshoe Bend in the canyon.

The view from 1,500 ft. down to Horseshoe Bend in the canyon.

 

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Jackie at the edge at Angel’s Landing

Doug at Angel's Landing

Doug at Angel’s Landing

The view from Angel's Landing, 1500 feet up.

The view from Angel’s Landing, 1500 feet up.

Heading back down the main switchbacks.

Heading back down the main switchbacks.

Of course we had to add a few more short hikes on the way back to camp.

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Water dripping over to Lower Emerald Pool.

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Lower Emerald Pool – cool, wet overhang.

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Another shot of the water cascade – can you see it?

Oh, and our favorite watering hole happened to be just across the river from us, a short walk or bike ride to Zion Canyon Brewery. So there we relaxed at the end of each day, sipping a sampling of their brews (even tho Utah keeps the alcohol content low) with these great pretzel/breadsticks to dip into Jalapeno Beer Cheese (Utah also requires you order food with your beer), and looking across at the Watchman cliff formation.

Stargazing at night was wonderful – just like at North Rim we could see the Milky Way and shooting stars.

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A sort of “base camp” for everyone to get ready.

Day Two had another major hike in the works: The Narrows. This hike is along and then in the Virgin River, which is about 55 degrees, mostly about knee deep to waist deep and filled with rounded river cobbles and sand. I have been reading up on it since we planned the trip and wasn’t sure if we could do it. We bought some wetsuit socks for the trip and took those with our hiking sandals, water, snacks and camera and lightweight clothes and off we went. The Narrows is at the far end of the Scenic Drive and the first section is a paved walkway along the river. Lots of folks, a few wheelchairs and walkers and all those Chinese tourists accompanied us to the point where everyone stops and gets ready for the hike in the water. Actually, it seems there are lots more folks from Germany, judging from the accents we hear. Exchange rate must be good.

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Who me? Cold? Not!

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The river IS the trail.

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Narrows canyons

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Narrows canyons

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Best views ever.

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Best Day Ever!

BEST DAY EVER! Seriously. The walk through this river was a sense of discovery, as you slipped around each bend in the canyon walls to see what lies ahead. Red ripples of stone all the way to the sky and a foaming blue-green water carpet that you walked across – just breathtaking. There were places where water spilled down the walls and you had hanging gardens of maidenhair ferns, other spots where you had to think twice before crossing the stream and places where the sun would shine down and you would stop to warm up. Yes, the air temperature was pleasantly cool, the water cold, but not unbearable. We hiked in as far as 2 – 3 hours took us, probably 4 miles in.   You can hike in about 9 miles, but we figured we could call it a day.

Then as we turned back we passed a couple we met the day before at our brewpub watering hole. Delightful couple from the UK doing many of the same parks as we were. We shared some of the day’s experiences and then headed downstream to the jumping off point. Changed socks for a dry pair of wools and finished the riverside walk, took the shuttle to the Visitor’s Center, bought the t-shirts and crashed at camp (oh, yeah and the watering hole first).

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The Narrows of the Virgin River

Zion National Park

The Narrows of the Virgin River

Not much wildlife to speak of, we did see the most dangerous creature in the park: rock squirrels. They have a tendency to bite folks who feed them. And we learned their fleas carry the Bubonic Plague, so maybe not so cute after all. We were told it was mating season for tarantulas, who were supposed to be wandering all over the place, but we didn’t see any. No Bighorn Sheep (oh they are on the Eastern side of the park…).

I am actually writing this from our next destination: Las Vegas, since wifi and cell service have been very unreliable and not always available – and it takes about 2 – 3 hours to sort through pictures, write and upload the blog. More about the adventure in Las Vegas in the next post. Hint: another brewpub is discovered.

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