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Road Trip: Monument Valley & Four Corners

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November 30: Mt. Carmel Junction, UT to Kayenta, AZ. Starting mileage:  39,425.

The day started with breakfast at our favorite diner, Golden Hills Restaurant. Then, we loaded up the car and headed southeast past the Vermillion Cliffs towards Kanab, Kayenta, Monument Valley, and Four Corners.

Best Friends Animal Society

If you are near Kanab, Utah, stop at Best Friends Animal Society. Best Friend’s mission is to end animal homelessness and stop the killing in U.S. shelters. More than 4,000 dogs and cats are euthanized EVERY DAY in shelters around the country and Best Friends is doing everything they can to achieve “No Kill by 2025”. In addition to collaborating with animal shelters to make that goal a reality, Best Friends houses more than 1,500 dogs, cats, rabbits, birds, horses, pigs, and other animals in their Kanab sanctuary. These animals may simply be between homes, or may have special needs that require longer–or permanent–stays. Twenty-two of the “Vicktory” dogs came here to heal after Michael Vick was convicted of animal abuse and dog fighting. Consider sponsoring an animal, or if you’re in the area–sign up to volunteer in the sanctuary or make a quick stop at the Visitor Center.

Into Arizona

We traveled back into Arizona over some of the roads we’d come in on, over Glen Canyon Dam and through Page before turning left onto 98. In the far distance, we could see white smoke rising and making clouds. This was the Navajo Generating Station, a power plant that serves electricity to the area. Shocking height and a powerful reminder of the impact humans have on the natural landscape.

Navajo Generating Station Three flues vent steam from the power plant near Lechee, AZ.
Three flues vent steam from the Navajo Generating Station power plant near Lechee, AZ.

 

Monument Valley

We drove on, continuing down this 2-lane highway, a grey-brown road with veins of black tar spreading like stitches or electrical tape to hold it together. The land was red and orange, and flat. Sometimes, mesas stood tall on this pancaked land–like some giant hand had sat a big slab of butter down. We passed through Kaibito (elevation 6,687 ft), before turning left on 160 and another left on 163 in Kayenta.

This was THAT road. Now, this road has been forever burned in my mind from a cartoon. You know it too, right?  But what a delight to see that view in real life! And yes, we looked for roadrunners, and coyotes with Acme suitcases. Nothing.  Beep! Beep!

Nearing Monument Valley in Arizona.
Nearing Monument Valley in Arizona.
Monument Valley in the Navajo Nation, AZ.
Monument Valley in Navajo Nation, AZ.
That road in Monument Valley!
Beep beep! That road in Monument Valley!

 

Kayenta

We checked in to the Hampton Inn around sundown. After getting situated, we went down to the restaurant and sat right in front of a lit fireplace for a delicious dinner. Mama Lucy visited the gift shop for ghost beads and we slept like babies that night in Navajo Nation.

December 1: Kayenta, AZ to Four Corners. Starting mileage: 39,700.

This land is unique in that it’s flat for miles, and then a formation becomes visible on the horizon. They are surprising, immense, sometimes awkward–sitting there keeping watch over the land and surely helping travelers navigate. Agathla Peak is one of those formations. A jutting rock, a natural watchtower, a regal mountain, it is sacred to the Navajos and can be seen from miles around.

A tribal park stand near Agathla Peak, Arizona.
Mama Lucy walking at a tribal park stand near Agathla Peak, Arizona.
Agathla Peak, Arizona.
Agathla Peak, Arizona.

 

Another Photo Not Taken

We continued on 160, heading mostly east with a northerly tilt, through communities like Red Mesa Trading Post (and, yes, there is a red mesa), Dennehotso, and Mexican Water. We saw a long line of horses–brown ones, appaloosas, beige and black ones–slow walking almost single file along a narrow dirt trail, a red mesa behind them. I didn’t stop for that photograph, but I see it clearly still. I hope I’ll always have that image in my mind. Calm, fated and timeless, horse manes blowing in the wind.

The Red Mesa, near Red Mesa Trading Post, Arizona.
The Red Mesa, near Red Mesa Trading Post, Arizona.

 

Four Corners

Mama Lucy standing in four states simultaneously. Four Corners, Navajo Nation.
Mama Lucy standing in four states simultaneously. Four Corners, Navajo Nation.

Next, we headed for the famous Four Corners Monument–a place where you can stand in four states simultaneously…Arizona, Utah, Colorado, and New Mexico. We drove through Arizona, crossed into New Mexico, and parked. Four Corners is a big, concreted area, with a small medallion in the middle marking the spot, and surrounded by flags of the states and tribes. We walked across four states, and stood on the medallion straddling all four of them for the obligatory photo.

Four states and a shadow. Four Corners. Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, Colorado.
Four states and a shadow. Four Corners. Arizona, New Mexico, Utah, Colorado.
The Four Corners Monument in Navajo Nation.
The Four Corners Monument in Navajo Nation.

 

Into Colorado

Not long after we returned to the road, we passed into Colorado and the Ute Lands. The colors seemed to change from reds and oranges to golden yellows. Later, we passed Towaoc and Cortez, before stopping for lunch at a cute little diner called The Depot in Dolores, Colorado.

Our road was headed up, up, up. Past Rico (elevation 8,827 ft), through the San Juan National Forest and the San Juan Mountains, and into my version of heaven-on-earth–Telluride.

Entering Colorado right outside Four Corners Monument.
Entering Colorado near Four Corners Monument.
In the Ute Mountain Indian Reservation of Colorado.
In the Ute Mountain Indian Reservation of Colorado.
Driving in Southwest Colorado, near Towaoc and Cortez.
Driving in Southwest Colorado, where the land turns golden yellow. Near Towaoc and Cortez.
Bell ornaments on white house. A reminder that Christmas is coming in Dolores, CO.
A reminder in Dolores, Colorado! Christmas is coming soon.

 

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Road Trip: The Grand Canyon

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November 26:  Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon. Starting mileage:  38,616.

We were up early again in this desert city that rarely sleeps. Today, we were driving out of the Nevada’s desert mirage to the Grand Canyon. Las Vegas loses a little sparkle in the daylight, though the bright sun does glint off sidewalks littered with feathers and the ubiquitous stripper business cards. We stretched our legs walking to breakfast and looking for a post office box, before loading the car and leaving Las Vegas. We crossed into Arizona over that titanic Hoover Dam bypass bridge.

Mas Vegas Barn
Mas Vegas Barn. Driving Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon. Somewhere in Arizona.

 

Route 66

After Kingman, we decided to take the old Route 66. Out in this empty land, away from busy Interstate 40, was a old-timey USA. What fun! But, I don’t know which is sadder, to see so many places shuttered and run down, or to see those that have had to become tourist traps to survive. It’s as if they are living ghosts. For the thousandth time on this trip, I wished I could have seen this land before….before interstates, and before “civilization”.

Mama and I got into a conversation about road trips of years ago. She mentioned Burma Shave signs. I didn’t know what that was, and just as she was describing them, we saw a small red sign with white writing, very close to the road, that simply said:

If you don’t know

And then a second sign, about a football field away, said:  whose signs these are

Then a third, equally spaced from the second:  you haven’t driven

And a fourth, very far

We erupted into claps and laugher at the final one!  Burma Shave

Burma-Shave was a brand of shaving cream famous for this fun advertising gimmick in the 1930s-1960s. We were thrilled to see several more of these sign sets:

  • Thirty days … hath September … April and June … and the speed offender … Burma Shave
  • Slow down … Sparky … Ma missed … signs four and five … Burma Shave
  • Don’t lose your head … to save a minute … you need it … because your brains are in it … Burma Shave
Thirty Days Burma Shave sign on Route 66
Thirty Days…
Hath September Burma Shave sign on Route 66
Hath September…
April, June Burma Shave sign on Route 66
April, June…
and the speed offender Burma Shave signs route 66
and the speed offender.
Burma Shave. last of 5 consecutive signs on Route 66. Arizona.Burma Shave. last of 5 consecutive signs on Route 66. Arizona.
Burma Shave. The last of 5 consecutive signs on Route 66. Arizona.
Mama Lucy at Roadrunner Cafe on Route 66, Arizona.
Mama Lucy at Roadrunner Cafe on Route 66, Arizona.

 

Grand Canyon

Sometime later, we made a left turn to head north. And we arrived into the Grand Canyon area around sunset. We snacked from our food stash and tucked in early. Tomorrow would be a grand, canyon day!

November 27: The Grand Canyon!

The Grand Canyon is 277 miles long, about 18 miles wide, and over a mile deep. It was carved by the Colorado River and erosion over millions of years and is truly a wonder of the world. Early explorers called it “profound” and an “astonishing natural curiosity”. Of course, like many of nature’s wonders, there are no words to define the scale, the beauty, and the happiness in the heart to stand before it. We were at the South Rim and our first view today was at Mather Point. We stared, smiling.

The Grand Canyon. Trees and dollops of stone.
The Grand Canyon. Trees and dollops of stone.

 

Along the edge

Through the day, we made our way to several viewpoints along the South Rim, either by the convenient shuttles or the car.

As we stood at various views, we noticed tiny little people off in the distance, standing on ledges over the great precipice. One of the shuttle drivers told us that the Grand Canyon has several deaths every year, lately from people who were taking selfies. There is a book that morbidly documents all the canyon deaths: “Over the Edge: Death in the Grand Canyon” by Thomas Myers. There are fatalities from falling, drowning, crashing in airplanes or helicopters, flash flooding, rocks falling, suicides, homicides and freak accidents.

Grand Canyon, Tiny, stupid little man. Dead Center, Orange Hat.
Falling is one of the leading causes of death in the Grand Canyon. Note the little man (dead center) out on a Grand Canyon ledge.

Shuttles in the Grand Canyon

Mama Lucy, safely behind the fencing at a Grand Canyon viewpoint.
Mama Lucy, safely behind the fencing at a Grand Canyon viewpoint.
Roads way down in the canyon, and the canyon of the Colorado River.
Roads way down in the canyon, and the canyon of the Colorado River.
These trees! I love their tenacity and their view! Grand Canyon.
These trees! I love their tenacity and their view! Grand Canyon.

 

GIDDY UP!

We decided to ride up to Hermit’s Rest on the red shuttle. We had a delightful driver guide who told jokes, explained what we saw, and slowed down (or stopped for a 30 second pop out….shhhh don’t tell anyone!) for photos on the seven-mile ride to Hermit’s Rest. Every time he started the shuttle, he said, “Say Giddy-up!”

Hermit’s Rest, originally constructed in 1914 as a rest stop for the Fred Harvey Company coach, now has a gift shop and a tiny little snack shop. As it was a cool, blustery day, I got the Hermit’s Mocha–hot coffee with chocolate. What delicious moments sitting there admiring that view and sipping hot drinks!

Looking down at Bighorn Sheep on a ledge. Grand Canyon.
Looking down at Bighorn Sheep on a ledge. Grand Canyon.
Bighorn Sheep in the Grand Canyon.
Bighorn Sheep in the Grand Canyon. Beyond, trails in the canyon.
The beautiful colors of the Grand Canyon. Note the distant smoke from a fire on the North Rim.
Rim to rim. The beautiful colors of the Grand Canyon. Note the distant smoke from a fire on the North Rim.

 

Desert View

Later in the afternoon, we found the car and drove about 25 miles out to the Desert View Watchtower on the eastern end of Grand Canyon National Park. The wind was whipping now. Along the road, we saw warning signs for…what is that?…a MOUNTAIN LION?!? Every time we stopped, we watched carefully for any wild cats, and we held on tight to fencing and trees. From this vantage point, we could see the Colorado River, a mile down in the canyon, snaking along.

The Colorado River, way down in its Grand Canyon.
The Colorado River, way down in its Grand Canyon.
Desert View Watchtower. Grand Canyon.
Desert View Watchtower. Grand Canyon.

We finished this grand day getting our pressed pennies, writing postcards, and finding a mailbox to drop them in before getting pizza and settling in for the night.

November 28: Leaving the Grand Canyon. Starting mileage: 38,969.

Our road out of the Canyon was the road to Desert View. And we stopped again, many times. It’s stunning how morning light changes the colors and the mood of the canyon. I would have liked to sit there on the ledge in that soft, clear morning light, sipping a hot Hermit’s Mocha, and listening to the sounds of the canyon.

Hanging on. A tree tries beneath a one cloud sky. Grand Canyon.
Hanging on. A tree tries beneath a one cloud sky. Grand Canyon.
Drifting. Wood and clouds over the Grand Canyon.
Drifting. Wood and clouds over the Grand Canyon.
A tree grows on the Grand Canyon South Rim.
A tree grows on the Grand Canyon South Rim.
The colors and clouds on a Grand Canyon morning.
The colors and clouds on a Grand Canyon morning.
Duck on a Rock. Grand Canyon.
Duck on a Rock. Grand Canyon.

 

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