Good Morning World I didn’t sleep well.
Not a big shock, I don’t that often. I was nervous about not waking up in time, I pretty much always do.
Skye rambled out of bed like a champ, much to Cindy’s surprise. Skye can and will sleep till noon on a regular basis, but when we’re on a mission, she can jump right up and make it happen.
Today’s sunrise adventure was no exception. By the time we got to the Grand Canyon Lodge after avoiding several deer-too-close-to-the-highway incursions, she was racing to Bright Angel’s Point like it was mid-day.
We were jogging to keep up with her.
She had her new camera and was determined to get some class-A shots.
And that she did .
Best Laid Plans
So we had planned on catching the sunrise, which we did. And then getting some sort of cheaper-ish breakfast at the deli next to the Grand Canyon Lodge, which was already in full swing buffet mode before the sun even crested.
And then it dawned on us, pun sort of intended; why wait to eat a mediocre breakfast on the run when we could head back to the Inn and have a wonderful meal and be that much closer to being on the road.
And so that is exactly what we did and it worked out perfectly.
One more wonderful meal at the Jacob Inn Lodge and that much closer to our next destination, which at this point we still didn't know.
What are those three smoke stacks belching out who-knows-what?
Who knows? Right ?
Cindy was going to take the lion’s share of this day for a number of reasons. However, it wasn’t too long into the day that I realized once again that the root word of endurance is endure, and while Cindy is a champ and more often than not is there with the best of them , at the end of the day, I’m the stupid Energizer bunny that just keeps on going and going and….
Until I hit that wall and Cindy scrapes me up.
Luckily today no scraping was needed.
I motored on, inspired by the amazing scenery.
That’s Not a Detour, That’s a Destination
Sometimes, no often times, it is really hard to tell whether a “tourist” destination is really worth the time.
I’d traveled across the Southwest so many times, and somehow Monument Valley never made it into the itinerary.
We were much too close this time not go and at least give it a shot.
Monument Valley is on Indian land, meaning our recently purchased National Park Pass was worth nothing. I must admit I was a bit leery, after our Crazy Horse experience years ago(long story). So waved off the tours and aimed the Rav towards the self-guided 14 mile tour.
We were all of 25 yards into our adventure, when I realized that our little SUV and more importantly the 4-bike rig we had on the back were not made for off-roading.
We turned around after less than 3 miles but still what we saw....
Shaken Not Stirred
Slowly and only somewhat surely, we managed to make it out of Monument Valley intact.
We still had a long road ahead of us. We were aiming for Durango Colorado and we were determined to make sure we hit Four Corners on the way.
It's actually not that hard, particularly when the sign is Four Corner's Market and then goes on to tell all the souvenirs available.
It certainly seemed like a tourist trap to me.
It was also the only place in the United States where you can be in four states at the same time.
Racing to the Dawn
I saw the sun setting in my mirror and I knew it was going to be a beautiful sunset.
I hit 80 mph plus trying to get to a high point in the road to snap of a photo before it was too late.
I made it just in time.
Skye and I were racing across the highway to get to the top of a little hill to get in the last looks to end of a long day.
We didn't make it to Durango, which ended up being a good thing, but more on that to come.