Day 4 - 284 Miles Phoenix, AZ to the Grand Canyon
Phoenix, AZ to the Grand Canyon
Let’s see: Bad event day/Good event day/Bad event day/Good event day. If it can be plotted on a graph it’s a trend, right? Today? Great day.
Left Phoenix early in the a.m., heading up I-17N. Took 179N through Sedona. Man, is this a nice place! It’s one of those “artsy” communities where everything is beautiful and over-priced. I’ve noticed a high correlation between beauty and price. It applies to art, silverware, jewelry, and women; the more the beauty, the higher the cost. No, I’m not a misogynist, just an economics major.
Went around Flagstaff on I-40 and took Hwy 64 to Grand Canyon at Williams. My Phoenix buddy, Diron, highly recommended the helicopter tour, so the first thing I did was take it. You really can’t believe it. You go skimming over the pine trees 60-100 ft. off the ground and, suddenly, the bottom drops out. And from that point you realize how totally insignificant we are. After that experience, standing around snapping pictures at the various observation sites seemed totally superfluous so I opted to get a campsite and some needed ZZZZs.
The main campground was filled early so I had to go to the Desert View first-come, first-serve, campground 29 miles further down Hwy 64. Managed to get the next-to-last campsite. Had to backtrack to the main entrance the 29 miles to get something to eat. In the RAIN!!! AGAIN!! “DAMN!”
Couple of young guys (twenty-somethings) on “crotch-rockets” came in later after sites were gone. I let them park in mine, and my neighbor let them set up their tent next to his. They were from Indiana and headed toward the “coast.” That’s California to the uninitiated. One was riding a brand new bike because his blew up in Albuquerque. I guess folks were doing that kind of stuff when I was their age, but it wasn’t my “set.” We were mostly joining the service, trying to avoid joining the service, or in college getting exemptions (I guess so we could be Vice-President later on in life, huh?)
Slept good, too many hours, packed up and moved “Further on up the Road” (Love Eric Clampton’s version).
Provo, UT – Here I come.
Let’s see: Bad event day/Good event day/Bad event day/Good event day. If it can be plotted on a graph it’s a trend, right? Today? Great day.
Left Phoenix early in the a.m., heading up I-17N. Took 179N through Sedona. Man, is this a nice place! It’s one of those “artsy” communities where everything is beautiful and over-priced. I’ve noticed a high correlation between beauty and price. It applies to art, silverware, jewelry, and women; the more the beauty, the higher the cost. No, I’m not a misogynist, just an economics major.
Went around Flagstaff on I-40 and took Hwy 64 to Grand Canyon at Williams. My Phoenix buddy, Diron, highly recommended the helicopter tour, so the first thing I did was take it. You really can’t believe it. You go skimming over the pine trees 60-100 ft. off the ground and, suddenly, the bottom drops out. And from that point you realize how totally insignificant we are. After that experience, standing around snapping pictures at the various observation sites seemed totally superfluous so I opted to get a campsite and some needed ZZZZs.
The main campground was filled early so I had to go to the Desert View first-come, first-serve, campground 29 miles further down Hwy 64. Managed to get the next-to-last campsite. Had to backtrack to the main entrance the 29 miles to get something to eat. In the RAIN!!! AGAIN!! “DAMN!”
Couple of young guys (twenty-somethings) on “crotch-rockets” came in later after sites were gone. I let them park in mine, and my neighbor let them set up their tent next to his. They were from Indiana and headed toward the “coast.” That’s California to the uninitiated. One was riding a brand new bike because his blew up in Albuquerque. I guess folks were doing that kind of stuff when I was their age, but it wasn’t my “set.” We were mostly joining the service, trying to avoid joining the service, or in college getting exemptions (I guess so we could be Vice-President later on in life, huh?)
Slept good, too many hours, packed up and moved “Further on up the Road” (Love Eric Clampton’s version).
Provo, UT – Here I come.
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