This time, Judy and I are with our ten-year-old granddaughter on a much shorter but still memorable visit to iconic western National Parks. It brings back a flood of memories highlighting all that’s changed … and stayed the same!
We headed north and west on Route 89 through the northern Arizona plateau, gazing at the constantly changing landscape as we rolled into Utah.
I’m simply champing at the bit to walk down the jetway onto a jumbo jet, settle into my seat and snooze across an ocean for an international adventure, but I am leery about countries having to shut down suddenly due to a surge in this virus.
When faced with a weekend day, a sunny forecast and nothing particularly pressing scheduled, we flip a coin, grab a map and go exploring.
We found a small cooler that fits in the trunk, even with the bags. In it, we can put a few water bottles, some snacks…even a bottle of wine (or two)!
Putting international travel on hold also means I’m planning several epic road trips.
...when The Go-Go’s Vacation came on, it sparked my thinking about favorite songs that put me in the traveling mood.
Once you’ve walked the dam, get back in your car and drive it. There’s very little traffic and it takes you to the overlook parking areas on the Arizona side.
I didn’t expect to love this museum when we arrived, but we are already planning a return trip in the spring to capture the plants in seasonable bloom.
When I hear “ghost town” this is what I imagine. It’s truly abandoned. There was no crowd on this particular Sunday afternoon, in fact, we only encountered only a handful of other people as we explored the buildings.