Note: this is one of a series of posts that deal with topics covered before in the Blog, but now we have the pictures processed to prove it!
August 27, 2008
Grand Canyon National Park, Arizona
As previously reported, we made a day trip to the North Rim from our spot along Lake Powell. It was more or less a full day trip, since we had to travel several hundred miles and didn't get home until well after dark. If we'd gotten an earlier start, and had been closer to the park, I probably would have spent more time making photographs, using various filters and different lighting conditions. On the other hand, some of the pictures came out OK; click here to see them.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Nice stay at Show Low
September 20, 2008
Show Low, AZ
We're winding down our stay at Show Low, since we head for Santa Fe on Monday. There's not a whole lot to do here, and we were looking for a place to relax for a bit after all the activities around Lake Powell, so this has worked out well. We've puttered with a few things around the coach and got in some reading (nothing new for Geri, but a nice change for me) and maybe even an afternoon nap. Of course, there's been an unusual amount of monitoring of financial news and analysis this past week as well, but that's for a different blog. And, the lack of substantial rain means that the coach hasn't sunk into the ground any further. :-)
We've had generally nice weather, but most days there have been "pop-up" thunderstorms in the general vicinity. I suspect that this phenomenon is related to the topography of the land and the prevailing air currents at this time of year. Any moisture pulled into southern Arizona at elevations ranging up to 3,000-4,000 feet collides with the 7,000-8,000 foot Mongollan Rim and White Mountains (no, they're not just in New Hampshire), clouds build up, and rain falls. My niece Alyson (studying meteorology) could probably provide a more technical explanation.
Fortunately, we've had little of the rain actually fall on us. The relatively flat terrain where we
are means that we can see pretty well into the distance in all directions, and you can see rain falling somewhere most every afternoon. We were fortunate to see a rainbow the other evening as we were getting ready for dinner. It was quite bright, and for a while there was a faint shadow of a second bow. We haven't seen a double rainbow since we were in Oregon last fall. This one lasted quite a while, since conditions were just about perfect: a slow-moving shower to the east and a setting sun to the west. And we didn't even get wet!
Yesterday (Friday), we took a ride east and then south, just to explore the White Mountains. We've never been in this part of the state before, and it was interesting to reflect on the notion that Arizona is way more diverse than most people think - it's not just about the deserts. Many of the areas through Springerville and Alpine down to Hannagan Meadow reminded us of Yellowstone in Wyoming, just without the geothermal features.
The road (US-191) to Hannagan Meadow runs along a picturesque little creek, so we stopped at a couple of spots for some photos. I got a couple of interesting shots, although the local wildlife (a chipmunk and a duck) were less than pleased with my presence.
Show Low, AZ
We're winding down our stay at Show Low, since we head for Santa Fe on Monday. There's not a whole lot to do here, and we were looking for a place to relax for a bit after all the activities around Lake Powell, so this has worked out well. We've puttered with a few things around the coach and got in some reading (nothing new for Geri, but a nice change for me) and maybe even an afternoon nap. Of course, there's been an unusual amount of monitoring of financial news and analysis this past week as well, but that's for a different blog. And, the lack of substantial rain means that the coach hasn't sunk into the ground any further. :-)We've had generally nice weather, but most days there have been "pop-up" thunderstorms in the general vicinity. I suspect that this phenomenon is related to the topography of the land and the prevailing air currents at this time of year. Any moisture pulled into southern Arizona at elevations ranging up to 3,000-4,000 feet collides with the 7,000-8,000 foot Mongollan Rim and White Mountains (no, they're not just in New Hampshire), clouds build up, and rain falls. My niece Alyson (studying meteorology) could probably provide a more technical explanation.
Fortunately, we've had little of the rain actually fall on us. The relatively flat terrain where we
are means that we can see pretty well into the distance in all directions, and you can see rain falling somewhere most every afternoon. We were fortunate to see a rainbow the other evening as we were getting ready for dinner. It was quite bright, and for a while there was a faint shadow of a second bow. We haven't seen a double rainbow since we were in Oregon last fall. This one lasted quite a while, since conditions were just about perfect: a slow-moving shower to the east and a setting sun to the west. And we didn't even get wet!Yesterday (Friday), we took a ride east and then south, just to explore the White Mountains. We've never been in this part of the state before, and it was interesting to reflect on the notion that Arizona is way more diverse than most people think - it's not just about the deserts. Many of the areas through Springerville and Alpine down to Hannagan Meadow reminded us of Yellowstone in Wyoming, just without the geothermal features.
The road (US-191) to Hannagan Meadow runs along a picturesque little creek, so we stopped at a couple of spots for some photos. I got a couple of interesting shots, although the local wildlife (a chipmunk and a duck) were less than pleased with my presence.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Lake Powell Area Pictures
Note: this is one of a series of posts that deal with topics covered before in the Blog, but now we have the pictures processed to prove it!
August 22-26, 2008
Lake Powell/Page, AZ
We really enjoyed our stay at Lake Powell, and will probably make plans to return in the future (although we'll do a better job of avoiding the heat when we do!). I've finally had a chance to sort through the large number of photos from our visit, and will post them in a series of Blog entries.
This first set are of the Lake Powell area generally: where we parked, the Glen Canyon Dam, various side trips around the southwestern end of the Lake.
Click here to see the online photo album.
August 22-26, 2008
Lake Powell/Page, AZ
We really enjoyed our stay at Lake Powell, and will probably make plans to return in the future (although we'll do a better job of avoiding the heat when we do!). I've finally had a chance to sort through the large number of photos from our visit, and will post them in a series of Blog entries.
This first set are of the Lake Powell area generally: where we parked, the Glen Canyon Dam, various side trips around the southwestern end of the Lake.
Click here to see the online photo album.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Four Corners
Note: this is one of a series of posts that deal with topics covered before in the Blog, but now we have the pictures processed to prove it!
August 22, 2008
US-160 near Shiprock, NM
On our drive from Durango, Co, to Page, AZ, we passed the Four
Corners Monument. We'd stopped there before, years ago on our first "RV Rental Vacation", but figured we'd stop again since we were passing by. This made an especially good "rest stop" since it's truly in the middle of nowhere. US-160 cuts across the extreme northwestern tip of New Mexico, and the access road to the Monument is just under ½ mile.
We found that the only thing changed in the 15 or so years since we’ve been here is a toll booth! They now charge $3 a head to get in. Since this monument is on Navajo land that borders several other tribes, hopefully the money stays “on the rez”.
Anyway, in addition to the state and tribal flags and a small viewing stand, there’s a survey marker surrounded by a concrete pad with the state lines etched into it, and a plaque of each state’s seal included. Can you name all four states?* Extra points: do you know when this designation could possible have been effective?**
In addition to the Monument, there are two dirt parking lots and a series of wooden sheds where locals sell handmade jewelry and “Indian Fry Bread” (“fried dough” to those of us from the Northeast). Other than that, there’s nothing for miles around. I tried to cobble together a panoramic picture of the area. Even though I left a filter on the lens that screwed up the tonal elements, I posted it anyway to give a sense of the area.
* New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and Arizona
** New Mexico and Arizona, the 47th and 48th states, were admitted in January and February, respectively, of 1912. For those of us who grew up in the Northeast, it’s sometimes strange that everything doesn’t date from 1776!
Final question in the trivia trail: Which of the states in the Northeast was not one of the original 13? Email me with answers.
August 22, 2008
US-160 near Shiprock, NM
On our drive from Durango, Co, to Page, AZ, we passed the Four
Corners Monument. We'd stopped there before, years ago on our first "RV Rental Vacation", but figured we'd stop again since we were passing by. This made an especially good "rest stop" since it's truly in the middle of nowhere. US-160 cuts across the extreme northwestern tip of New Mexico, and the access road to the Monument is just under ½ mile.We found that the only thing changed in the 15 or so years since we’ve been here is a toll booth! They now charge $3 a head to get in. Since this monument is on Navajo land that borders several other tribes, hopefully the money stays “on the rez”.
Anyway, in addition to the state and tribal flags and a small viewing stand, there’s a survey marker surrounded by a concrete pad with the state lines etched into it, and a plaque of each state’s seal included. Can you name all four states?* Extra points: do you know when this designation could possible have been effective?**In addition to the Monument, there are two dirt parking lots and a series of wooden sheds where locals sell handmade jewelry and “Indian Fry Bread” (“fried dough” to those of us from the Northeast). Other than that, there’s nothing for miles around. I tried to cobble together a panoramic picture of the area. Even though I left a filter on the lens that screwed up the tonal elements, I posted it anyway to give a sense of the area.
* New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and Arizona
** New Mexico and Arizona, the 47th and 48th states, were admitted in January and February, respectively, of 1912. For those of us who grew up in the Northeast, it’s sometimes strange that everything doesn’t date from 1776!
Final question in the trivia trail: Which of the states in the Northeast was not one of the original 13? Email me with answers.
Blue skies and... hail?
September 16, 2008
Show Low, AZ
We've been relaxing and enjoying the nice weather. Yesterday, we made a quick trip back to Show Low (about a 15 mile round trip) to pick up a prescription, some replacement fluorescent light bulbs, and a few fill-in grocery items. Fortunately, Home Depot and Walmart are right next to each other, and we got everything we needed.
We were just finishing up in Wally World when we started to hear a dull roar coming from the roof. At first, it sounded like they had turned on the air conditioning. As it got louder, we realized it was raining - very hard. Now, mind you, when we went into the store I could have sworn that there wasn't a cloud in the sky! By the time we made it through the quick-check line to the door, the rain was mixed with pea-sized hail that was accumulating on the vehicles in the parking lot. We made a dash for the car (help to be parked in the handicapped spot right near the door), got soaked in a matter of 75', and headed home (windows all open, of course). Within 2-3 miles, we ran out of the rain and the temperature went from 63° to 77° in a matter of minutes. As it turned out, the storm was moving to the west, away from us, so we didn't get any rain out of it. This was a good thing, as we're sitting on soft ground as it is! I guess that's how it is in the land of "pop-up thunderstorms.
When we got home, Geri whipped up a fabulous dinner of Angel Hair Pasta with traditional red sauce (aka "gravy" in Philly) and sauteed pork cutlets (no veal to be had here in the sticks). Other than my eating too much, it was perfect!
Today, we'll do some puttering around the house and relax. Here's an example of how mundane the motorhome maintenance activities can be: once a year or so, I have to go around and tighten all the cabinet and drawer handles. Today was the lucky day for that. I have a few other similarly exciting things planned for the rest of the week.
Since we're on Mountain Standard Time, we're already getting used to the shorter days and earlier sunsets. This, coupled with the cooler temperatures, has caused us to cut back on our outside evenings; we're putting on more layers and closing windows by 7:00 PM here. Of course, Maya Lynn has been getting me up between 6:30 and 7:00 AM when the sun comes up, but that's OK. When we get back to Peoria a month from now, it'll still be warm enough that outside activities have to be completed by 9:00 to 10:00 AM anyway!
OK, enough of this. It's started to "spritz" outside, and this will be a good afternoon to catch up on some photo sorting, shrinking, and posting.
Show Low, AZ
We've been relaxing and enjoying the nice weather. Yesterday, we made a quick trip back to Show Low (about a 15 mile round trip) to pick up a prescription, some replacement fluorescent light bulbs, and a few fill-in grocery items. Fortunately, Home Depot and Walmart are right next to each other, and we got everything we needed.
We were just finishing up in Wally World when we started to hear a dull roar coming from the roof. At first, it sounded like they had turned on the air conditioning. As it got louder, we realized it was raining - very hard. Now, mind you, when we went into the store I could have sworn that there wasn't a cloud in the sky! By the time we made it through the quick-check line to the door, the rain was mixed with pea-sized hail that was accumulating on the vehicles in the parking lot. We made a dash for the car (help to be parked in the handicapped spot right near the door), got soaked in a matter of 75', and headed home (windows all open, of course). Within 2-3 miles, we ran out of the rain and the temperature went from 63° to 77° in a matter of minutes. As it turned out, the storm was moving to the west, away from us, so we didn't get any rain out of it. This was a good thing, as we're sitting on soft ground as it is! I guess that's how it is in the land of "pop-up thunderstorms.
When we got home, Geri whipped up a fabulous dinner of Angel Hair Pasta with traditional red sauce (aka "gravy" in Philly) and sauteed pork cutlets (no veal to be had here in the sticks). Other than my eating too much, it was perfect!
Today, we'll do some puttering around the house and relax. Here's an example of how mundane the motorhome maintenance activities can be: once a year or so, I have to go around and tighten all the cabinet and drawer handles. Today was the lucky day for that. I have a few other similarly exciting things planned for the rest of the week.
Since we're on Mountain Standard Time, we're already getting used to the shorter days and earlier sunsets. This, coupled with the cooler temperatures, has caused us to cut back on our outside evenings; we're putting on more layers and closing windows by 7:00 PM here. Of course, Maya Lynn has been getting me up between 6:30 and 7:00 AM when the sun comes up, but that's OK. When we get back to Peoria a month from now, it'll still be warm enough that outside activities have to be completed by 9:00 to 10:00 AM anyway!
OK, enough of this. It's started to "spritz" outside, and this will be a good afternoon to catch up on some photo sorting, shrinking, and posting.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Put another log on the fire...
September 14, 2008
Show Low, AZ
We wrapped up our stay at Lake Powell and have moved to Show Low in the White Mountains of Arizona. Since things had cooled off somewhat last week at Lake Powell, we were able to pack in several of the activities there that we'd planned but deferred. It's cooler here, so we're adjusting to the "good sleeping weather"!
Last Monday, we spent a pleasant afternoon taking a 5-hour river rafting trip down the Colorado River. This was a "smooth water" trip; no rapids involved. The section of the river from the Glen Canyon Dam to Lee's Ferry (about 15 miles) is relatively calm and scenic, with the river passing under cliffs ranging from 900' at the start to over 1,300' near the end. This section of the river passes through the last portion of the Glen Canyon NRA. From Lee's Ferry on, it's all part of Grand Canyon National Park. As we were disembarking, we watched several groups getting ready to depart downriver into some serious white water rafting territory. They say that some of the rapids exceed the "Class 5" high end of the rating scale. We were fine with the smooth water, thank you very much!
There were about 60 people signed up for the trip, and it involved three motorized rafts (22 person capacity) moving downriver separately but generally within sight of each other. Probably 65% of the group was composed of European tourists, about average for what we've seen over the last month or so. Seeing the US has generally been a real bargain for Euro-based consumers this year.
So, if the cliffs are 900' high, how do you get to the rafts? You take the tunnel! When the Glen Canyon Dam was built in the late-50s/early-60s, they constructed a 2-lane tunnel that travels for about two miles from the rim to what's now the powerhouse (8 megawatts) at the base of the dam. Even though this is a secure area (we had to wait while they searched the bus and our bags before entering), the rafting company is granted access to haul people through the tunnel. It reminded me of being in the NYC subways; if you're in the first or last car, you can see what the tunnels look like.
The trip downriver was informative (the guide was reasonably good) and scenic (in addition to the cliffs and rock formations, we say a pair of ospreys and a pair of golden eagles), but not highly photogenic. There's just too much contrast between the bright sky and the dark rocks to get good shots without using some filters on the lens to help bring things into balance. Accordingly, I got plenty of what I'll call "snapshots" as opposed to "landscapes". I'll probably be able to make some adjustments using Photoshop (I know - I'm way behind in posting a series of pictures). From Lee's Ferry, it was about an hour's ride on the bus back to Page. All in all, a highly recommended tour.
Tuesday brought another adventure, a trip to Antelope Canyon on the Navajo Indian Reservation. This is a "slot canyon" carved in the relatively soft sandstone by a sporadic creek ("Antelope Creek"; go figure), and is a popular spot for photographers. In fact, we signed up for the "photography tour", paying a little extra for a longer tour during the middle of the day when the sunlight is more likely to enhance the view. This is one of those "hop in the back of a converted 4 wheel drive pickup with 11 other people" tours. There are several Navajo companies ("regulations" dictate a native guide when you're on the Reservation) operating out of storefronts in Page, and more "independents" trolling for customers at the entrance to the canyon, about 5 miles outside town.
After a blustery drive to the canyon and a very bumpy 2-3 mile trip up the sandy dry riverbed,
we arrived at the designated spot, where a crack in the 50' high sandstone marked the entrance. With so many available guide companies and this being a fairly popular site, it was mobbed with about 15 truckloads of tourists. Most of the people in our group were from Germany, except for one couple from NYC.
Antelope Canyon is about as far removed from the other canyons we've visited (Glen, Grand, Bryce) as you can get. Think narrow cave, except that there's no "roof", as the water wore through the rock from the top. It's about 300' long, with multiple "rooms", some tight spaces, and interesting acoustics. It was somewhat difficult to make good photographs, with lots of people in the way and (strangely enough) similar issues with contrast to the rafting trip. I'd like to go back at a quieter time of year, find a guide for a more 1:1 tour, and bring all the gear (filters, etc.) to improve the photo opportunities. Overall, though, this was probably the highlight of our visit, tourism-wise.
After two days of tourist activities, we used our last two days at Lake Powell to clean up and get ready for travel. Geri did a few loads of laundry and prepared some pasta for a travel meal, I cleaned the bugs off the front of the coach, and we did a little shopping. I had one unscheduled maintenance activity, and re-learned an old skill in the process. I noticed that one of the awnings on the coach was starting to fray, and on further examination found that the stitching holding the seam along the edge was giving way. Geri bought the necessary sewing items and up the ladder I went with needle, thread and thimble. My grandfather had taught me how to repair sails (among other things like make custom braided ropes and swear in Swedish) when I was a kid, but I'll admit only a little of that came back. I think I did a passable job, although I'll probably need to re-visit this repair when we get back "home" and I can use the 10' ladder to get a better view of things. I'll also have to examine all the awnings, as it's unlikely that only one seam will fail.
Friday was our travel day, and we got off slightly ahead of schedule around 9:30 AM. I'd saved some of the outside packing (primarily the stoves, as we cooked outside Thursday night), did the final "dump" and checked the tire pressures and lights. We only had 266 miles to travel in a zig-zag pattern; we're only 200 miles to the southeast "as the crow flies". We headed south on US-89 to Flagstaff, then west on I-40 past Winslow to Holbrook, following the old "Route 66" path. From Holbrook, we turned south on AZ-77, passing through the little town of Snowflake (we're over 6,500 feet in elevation, and it definitely snows here in the winter) before finding our stop.
This park is using the "ownership/destination" business model: the sites are for sale ($39k-$65k for a 30' x 70' plot), there's a golf course and several man-made ponds throughout, and they're even developing an airpark (fly in and park your plane by your house) - someday. Most of the ~500 sites that are sold have "park model" RVs (they look like mini "single-wides") on them, although there are site-built houses along the golf course. It's nice, but not for us at this point, as we'd prefer to travel in the summer as opposed to "stay put".
They've designated a small number of spots for rentals to "transients", and these spaces are definitely not as well maintained as the "for sale" ones. Each site has a concrete patio, but the parking is on gravel. They've spread a thin layer of crushed lava rock (this area had a lot of volcanic activity) over the gravel, but recent rains have made the ground pretty soft. Our right front tire is sunk about 5" into the soft earth; we'll be watching to make sure that we don't settle in further. As long as we don't have more rain, we should be OK (fingers crossed).
Yesterday, we relaxed and did some grocery shopping for the week in town. The name "Show Low" apparently comes from an ownership dispute in the 1870s that was settled with a card game in which the winner was challenged to "show low and win". He did and the place name was defined. Interesting story...
There are a couple of "scenic drives" in the area that I'm thinkng about, but we may have to defer that kind of activity depending on the gas situation post "Ike". We've heard about shortages in the Phoenix area (about 135 miles southwest of us) and price hikes all over due to the refinery shut-downs in Texas and Louisiana. I'd hate to get caught short simply because we were out driving around to see the sights. Price, I can deal with (don't have to like it), but stuck, not so much.
Anyway, we're here until the 22nd, have enough diesel to get us to Santa Fe and Albuquerque in October, and the sun is shining. No worries...
Show Low, AZ
We wrapped up our stay at Lake Powell and have moved to Show Low in the White Mountains of Arizona. Since things had cooled off somewhat last week at Lake Powell, we were able to pack in several of the activities there that we'd planned but deferred. It's cooler here, so we're adjusting to the "good sleeping weather"!
Last Monday, we spent a pleasant afternoon taking a 5-hour river rafting trip down the Colorado River. This was a "smooth water" trip; no rapids involved. The section of the river from the Glen Canyon Dam to Lee's Ferry (about 15 miles) is relatively calm and scenic, with the river passing under cliffs ranging from 900' at the start to over 1,300' near the end. This section of the river passes through the last portion of the Glen Canyon NRA. From Lee's Ferry on, it's all part of Grand Canyon National Park. As we were disembarking, we watched several groups getting ready to depart downriver into some serious white water rafting territory. They say that some of the rapids exceed the "Class 5" high end of the rating scale. We were fine with the smooth water, thank you very much!There were about 60 people signed up for the trip, and it involved three motorized rafts (22 person capacity) moving downriver separately but generally within sight of each other. Probably 65% of the group was composed of European tourists, about average for what we've seen over the last month or so. Seeing the US has generally been a real bargain for Euro-based consumers this year.
So, if the cliffs are 900' high, how do you get to the rafts? You take the tunnel! When the Glen Canyon Dam was built in the late-50s/early-60s, they constructed a 2-lane tunnel that travels for about two miles from the rim to what's now the powerhouse (8 megawatts) at the base of the dam. Even though this is a secure area (we had to wait while they searched the bus and our bags before entering), the rafting company is granted access to haul people through the tunnel. It reminded me of being in the NYC subways; if you're in the first or last car, you can see what the tunnels look like.
The trip downriver was informative (the guide was reasonably good) and scenic (in addition to the cliffs and rock formations, we say a pair of ospreys and a pair of golden eagles), but not highly photogenic. There's just too much contrast between the bright sky and the dark rocks to get good shots without using some filters on the lens to help bring things into balance. Accordingly, I got plenty of what I'll call "snapshots" as opposed to "landscapes". I'll probably be able to make some adjustments using Photoshop (I know - I'm way behind in posting a series of pictures). From Lee's Ferry, it was about an hour's ride on the bus back to Page. All in all, a highly recommended tour.
Tuesday brought another adventure, a trip to Antelope Canyon on the Navajo Indian Reservation. This is a "slot canyon" carved in the relatively soft sandstone by a sporadic creek ("Antelope Creek"; go figure), and is a popular spot for photographers. In fact, we signed up for the "photography tour", paying a little extra for a longer tour during the middle of the day when the sunlight is more likely to enhance the view. This is one of those "hop in the back of a converted 4 wheel drive pickup with 11 other people" tours. There are several Navajo companies ("regulations" dictate a native guide when you're on the Reservation) operating out of storefronts in Page, and more "independents" trolling for customers at the entrance to the canyon, about 5 miles outside town.
After a blustery drive to the canyon and a very bumpy 2-3 mile trip up the sandy dry riverbed,
we arrived at the designated spot, where a crack in the 50' high sandstone marked the entrance. With so many available guide companies and this being a fairly popular site, it was mobbed with about 15 truckloads of tourists. Most of the people in our group were from Germany, except for one couple from NYC.Antelope Canyon is about as far removed from the other canyons we've visited (Glen, Grand, Bryce) as you can get. Think narrow cave, except that there's no "roof", as the water wore through the rock from the top. It's about 300' long, with multiple "rooms", some tight spaces, and interesting acoustics. It was somewhat difficult to make good photographs, with lots of people in the way and (strangely enough) similar issues with contrast to the rafting trip. I'd like to go back at a quieter time of year, find a guide for a more 1:1 tour, and bring all the gear (filters, etc.) to improve the photo opportunities. Overall, though, this was probably the highlight of our visit, tourism-wise.
After two days of tourist activities, we used our last two days at Lake Powell to clean up and get ready for travel. Geri did a few loads of laundry and prepared some pasta for a travel meal, I cleaned the bugs off the front of the coach, and we did a little shopping. I had one unscheduled maintenance activity, and re-learned an old skill in the process. I noticed that one of the awnings on the coach was starting to fray, and on further examination found that the stitching holding the seam along the edge was giving way. Geri bought the necessary sewing items and up the ladder I went with needle, thread and thimble. My grandfather had taught me how to repair sails (among other things like make custom braided ropes and swear in Swedish) when I was a kid, but I'll admit only a little of that came back. I think I did a passable job, although I'll probably need to re-visit this repair when we get back "home" and I can use the 10' ladder to get a better view of things. I'll also have to examine all the awnings, as it's unlikely that only one seam will fail.
Friday was our travel day, and we got off slightly ahead of schedule around 9:30 AM. I'd saved some of the outside packing (primarily the stoves, as we cooked outside Thursday night), did the final "dump" and checked the tire pressures and lights. We only had 266 miles to travel in a zig-zag pattern; we're only 200 miles to the southeast "as the crow flies". We headed south on US-89 to Flagstaff, then west on I-40 past Winslow to Holbrook, following the old "Route 66" path. From Holbrook, we turned south on AZ-77, passing through the little town of Snowflake (we're over 6,500 feet in elevation, and it definitely snows here in the winter) before finding our stop.
This park is using the "ownership/destination" business model: the sites are for sale ($39k-$65k for a 30' x 70' plot), there's a golf course and several man-made ponds throughout, and they're even developing an airpark (fly in and park your plane by your house) - someday. Most of the ~500 sites that are sold have "park model" RVs (they look like mini "single-wides") on them, although there are site-built houses along the golf course. It's nice, but not for us at this point, as we'd prefer to travel in the summer as opposed to "stay put".
They've designated a small number of spots for rentals to "transients", and these spaces are definitely not as well maintained as the "for sale" ones. Each site has a concrete patio, but the parking is on gravel. They've spread a thin layer of crushed lava rock (this area had a lot of volcanic activity) over the gravel, but recent rains have made the ground pretty soft. Our right front tire is sunk about 5" into the soft earth; we'll be watching to make sure that we don't settle in further. As long as we don't have more rain, we should be OK (fingers crossed).
Yesterday, we relaxed and did some grocery shopping for the week in town. The name "Show Low" apparently comes from an ownership dispute in the 1870s that was settled with a card game in which the winner was challenged to "show low and win". He did and the place name was defined. Interesting story...
There are a couple of "scenic drives" in the area that I'm thinkng about, but we may have to defer that kind of activity depending on the gas situation post "Ike". We've heard about shortages in the Phoenix area (about 135 miles southwest of us) and price hikes all over due to the refinery shut-downs in Texas and Louisiana. I'd hate to get caught short simply because we were out driving around to see the sights. Price, I can deal with (don't have to like it), but stuck, not so much.
Anyway, we're here until the 22nd, have enough diesel to get us to Santa Fe and Albuquerque in October, and the sun is shining. No worries...
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Still Catching Up...
September 7, 2008
Lake Powell/Page, AZ
We're back at Lake Powell for another week, and we've got several things scheduled over the next few days to take advantage of the slightly lower temperatures and otherwise beautiful weather.
Our drive back north on Thursday was uneventful, with fine driving weather except for strong winds. What a difference from the trip a few days before! We left Peoria's 105 degree weather around 10:30 AM and were back at the coach by mid-afternoon. After re-deploying (we'd put a lot of the outside stuff away for safe-keeping while we were away), we "cheated" for dinner with a Bertolli pasta-in-a-bag, which was decent but nowhere as good as home-made.
Friday was a "catch up" day, making sure that everything was settled and doing some shopping. We had to re-register for our space in the campground, due to National Park Service rules (the NPS controls things even though all services are outsourced to Aramark). The rules state that you can stay for 14 days at a time, with a maximum of 30 days per calendar year. If you want to stay longer than two weeks (we did; we're here for three), you can "check out" and "check in" again. I rode the bike over to the office and completed everything without ever having to move the coach. This may have been because the park really cleared out after the Labor Day weekend. About 30-40% of the "guests" are still Europeans generally arriving late in the day and staying one night, though. They remind us of how we got started, flying somewhere and trying to see as many things as possible in a 2-week vacation.
Yesterday, we took one of the boat tours offered here at the lake, this one to Rainbow Bridge National Monument, about 50 miles "up river" (the "lake" is still the Colorado River, after all). This is sort of a park-within-a-park, since it's contained within the Glen Canyon NRA (National Recreation Area). A "monument" and a "recreation area" have different rules about which part of the bureaucracy is in charge and what the rules for use are, all under the National Park Service.
We took the boat from the Lodge (a rather large, modern hotel), and the tour was about 5 hours (2 hours up, 1 hour to sight see, and 2 hours back). The Rainbow Bridge is a good-sized stone arch about 2/3 of a mile from the docking point at the current lake level. When the lake is at full capacity, the water level just about reaches the arch. The NPS has constructed a flexible floating dock that they can move and reconfigure as needed. Probably 25% of the walk from the boat to the arch is along the floating dock, with the rest climbing a moderately well-maintained trail. As expected, it was difficult to get photos without a horde of tourists in them, and it was a little disappointing to see the way people acted (this site, like many others in the southwest, is sacred ground for several Native tribes).
Dinner Friday night was a pork tenderloin done on the grill with pan-roasted red potatoes and carrots. We've been doing a much better job of cooking and eating outside since we've been here, since the evenings are warm and the bugs are few (there are more here than in Peoria, but not bad enough to keep us from enjoying the great outdoors). Last night, I grilled some chicken thighs and Geri served them with with the pre-made orzo from the other night and sauteed snow peas and tomatoes - excellent! I'd planned to make a sweet-and-sour chicken but didn't have all the ingredients, so we'll hold that recipe for a later date.
Today was another "catch up" day. Geri did some laundry and I cleaned up the bug debris on the front of the coach and Range Rover. Mundane stuff. This afternoon, I need to take the 12v cooler we keep in the car apart and see why it's making a lot of noise and not cooling like it used to. I'd prefer to avoid having to replace it but if it's needed, I'd prefer to wait until we're back in Peoria so I can order the replacement online rather than pay retail. I've done some research and there are a variety of options, at very different price points, so I'd just as soon keep this one going for a while.
Tomorrow, we're doing a river rafting trip (wow!) and Tuesday we're taking a tour on the Navajo Reservation to a "slot canyon" that should be photogenic. It's another busy week, as we'll then get ready to move on for Show Low, another part of the state we've never visited. And, I've got a backlog of pictures to process and post!
Lake Powell/Page, AZ
We're back at Lake Powell for another week, and we've got several things scheduled over the next few days to take advantage of the slightly lower temperatures and otherwise beautiful weather.
Our drive back north on Thursday was uneventful, with fine driving weather except for strong winds. What a difference from the trip a few days before! We left Peoria's 105 degree weather around 10:30 AM and were back at the coach by mid-afternoon. After re-deploying (we'd put a lot of the outside stuff away for safe-keeping while we were away), we "cheated" for dinner with a Bertolli pasta-in-a-bag, which was decent but nowhere as good as home-made.
Friday was a "catch up" day, making sure that everything was settled and doing some shopping. We had to re-register for our space in the campground, due to National Park Service rules (the NPS controls things even though all services are outsourced to Aramark). The rules state that you can stay for 14 days at a time, with a maximum of 30 days per calendar year. If you want to stay longer than two weeks (we did; we're here for three), you can "check out" and "check in" again. I rode the bike over to the office and completed everything without ever having to move the coach. This may have been because the park really cleared out after the Labor Day weekend. About 30-40% of the "guests" are still Europeans generally arriving late in the day and staying one night, though. They remind us of how we got started, flying somewhere and trying to see as many things as possible in a 2-week vacation.
Yesterday, we took one of the boat tours offered here at the lake, this one to Rainbow Bridge National Monument, about 50 miles "up river" (the "lake" is still the Colorado River, after all). This is sort of a park-within-a-park, since it's contained within the Glen Canyon NRA (National Recreation Area). A "monument" and a "recreation area" have different rules about which part of the bureaucracy is in charge and what the rules for use are, all under the National Park Service.
We took the boat from the Lodge (a rather large, modern hotel), and the tour was about 5 hours (2 hours up, 1 hour to sight see, and 2 hours back). The Rainbow Bridge is a good-sized stone arch about 2/3 of a mile from the docking point at the current lake level. When the lake is at full capacity, the water level just about reaches the arch. The NPS has constructed a flexible floating dock that they can move and reconfigure as needed. Probably 25% of the walk from the boat to the arch is along the floating dock, with the rest climbing a moderately well-maintained trail. As expected, it was difficult to get photos without a horde of tourists in them, and it was a little disappointing to see the way people acted (this site, like many others in the southwest, is sacred ground for several Native tribes).
Dinner Friday night was a pork tenderloin done on the grill with pan-roasted red potatoes and carrots. We've been doing a much better job of cooking and eating outside since we've been here, since the evenings are warm and the bugs are few (there are more here than in Peoria, but not bad enough to keep us from enjoying the great outdoors). Last night, I grilled some chicken thighs and Geri served them with with the pre-made orzo from the other night and sauteed snow peas and tomatoes - excellent! I'd planned to make a sweet-and-sour chicken but didn't have all the ingredients, so we'll hold that recipe for a later date.
Today was another "catch up" day. Geri did some laundry and I cleaned up the bug debris on the front of the coach and Range Rover. Mundane stuff. This afternoon, I need to take the 12v cooler we keep in the car apart and see why it's making a lot of noise and not cooling like it used to. I'd prefer to avoid having to replace it but if it's needed, I'd prefer to wait until we're back in Peoria so I can order the replacement online rather than pay retail. I've done some research and there are a variety of options, at very different price points, so I'd just as soon keep this one going for a while.
Tomorrow, we're doing a river rafting trip (wow!) and Tuesday we're taking a tour on the Navajo Reservation to a "slot canyon" that should be photogenic. It's another busy week, as we'll then get ready to move on for Show Low, another part of the state we've never visited. And, I've got a backlog of pictures to process and post!
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