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After our (eventful) boat ride on Lake Powell, we hopped in the car and headed towards the north rim of the Grand Canyon for two nights in the lodge. It was my first visit to the canyon; Patti had been to the south rim briefly many years earlier. I was pretty excited. I’d been looking forward to seeing this for many years and I knew that there were going to be lots of opportunities for some excellent photos. I was not disappointed!
After driving down one hell of a mountain, we went through Lee’s Ferry which consisted pretty much of a couple of bridges, a visitor’s center, and extremely high temperatures. Once we started climbing the plateau to the park, the temperature moderated quite a bit. The drive into the park was simply gorgeous, a nice winding road through forest and meadow. Sweet. I have since confirmed that along much of this road you can pull off onto one of the many unpaved roads and simply find a nice isolated spot to camp. That is on the list for next time!
The lodge itself is everything I expected it to be: rustic, comfortable and set among world-class views. From the porch of our cabin you could see the canyon, from the veranda of the lodge were tremendous views. We never had a problem grabbing a chair, enjoying an adult beverage, soaking in the sights and listening to people from all over the world. It rocked. I want to go back. Now.
Next time I’ll talk about what we did while we were there. It’s time to look at some pictures.
Next up we drove from Moab to Page, AZ, via Monument Valley. Monument Valley was exactly what we expected with buttes and mesas popping up all over the place. We kept expecting to see scenes out of a John Ford western with covered wagons or tasseled indians or, above all else, John Wayne riding tall in the saddle. They loves them some John Wayne out there in that part of the world.
That morning, before leaving Moab, we had bought a couple of sandwiches to throw into the cooler, being sure to apply the lessons learned from the previous evening’s picnic (ie: sandwiches & water don’t mix too well). We got to Goulding’s Lodge where, according to Patti’s research, The Duke and John Ford used to hang their spurs while filming in the area. We enjoyed our sandwiches in a nice shady spot overlooking the beautiful valley and had what turned out to be my favorite lunch of the trip. Beautiful breeze, beautiful view. I’d throw in beautiful company, but Patti would probably dope slap me for getting mushy.
From there to the Lake Powell Resort where we splurged for a night and lived the high life. Had a nice dinner with a lovely view of the houseboats on the lake. Next morning we were up early so we could check out and take a tour boat for a 2.5 hour jaunt around the lake and up a couple of slot canyons. Another time expenditure that was totally worth it. We saw the Glen Canyon Dam, then headed up Antelope Canyon for some gorgeous scenery. As we cruised by the refueling dock at the new marina we heard a big “whump!” that didn’t sound good. A boat had blown up! Of course I took photos. It burned to the waterline and eventually sank (after being towed away from the dock).
Up Navajo Canyon for more beauty, then back to the resort, the rental car, and the road to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. Our 6 nights in National Park lodges was about to begin. We hadn’t seen anything yet.

Standing in front of the Monitor & Merrimac at our first photo stop of the trip. Canyonlands NP, 7/24/12
We kicked this trip off by making the half-day trip from Salt Lake to Moab with Patti’s brother & sister-in-law. They had just finished a big weekend celebrating their 40th anniversary and joined us for this segment of the trip. After we checked into our hotels (they were at a very swanky place outside of town), we hooked up and went for a drive. We checked out Canyonlands NP and I got the first of many, many photos. Next morning, Patti and I hit Arches NP early and ran into a ranger about to start a guided walk at our second stop. He took us about the Windows area and gave us a nice flora/fauna talk. We also took a short hike up a hill (our first challenge) to see Delicate Arch from a distance. The altitude made itself known.
We joined the family at their fancy digs for lunch. Afterwards we took a drive up Rt 128, which is just beautiful, and checked out Fisher Towers and Dewey Bridge, which, as we all know, was the second longest suspension bridge west of the Mississippi. Back in the day. That night we checked out Canyonlands more thoroughly which was pretty damn impressive. Lots of stunning views of canyons. This was also about the time that the phrase “Holy crap!” came to mean “Look at that!” It was said a lot over the next two weeks. Then we went to Dead Horse Point State Park for sunset and a picnic dinner.
There are a couple of things that I really looked forward to on this trip. Photographing Sunrise at Bryce Canyon (which was great, btw). Enjoying a cocktail on the veranda at Grand Canyon North Rim Lodge (which was great too). Also on that list was shooting sunset at Dead Horse Point SP. From reading about it I knew it was impressive, but the actuality of it was a new experience for me. I got lots of very nice shots there. And learned lessons concerning wrapped sandwiches and coolers.
So our 11 day tour through Southern Utah/Northern Arizona has come to a close. It seemed like every road we drove and trail we hiked generated yet another exclamation over the beauty and majesty of this area of the world. We finished in Capitol Reef NP on their 75th anniversary and I must say that this may be one of the best kept secrets in the National Park system. Just beautiful with towering bluffs and beautiful fruit orchards (where the fruit is free if you eat it there and a dollar a pound if you take it to go).
We feel as if we have barely scratched the surface of this vast area, and you can be sure that we’ll be back. Despite Utah’s bizarre and counter-productive liquor laws.
When we went to Ireland a few years ago, we kept running across these brown signs that pointed out sites of interest. We got into the habit of hanging a last minute turn to go off and see something unplanned. This habit, which we have embraced, came in handy today during our drive up Rt. 12 from Bryce Canyon to Torrey. We found ourselves looking at piles of petrified wood after hiking up a plateau at the Escalante Petrified Forest State Park (after an unplanned sharp left). While there we had a nice chat with the girl at the gate and she highly recommended a drive down the Burr Trail, which we took. This led us down a nice road winding, climbing and falling through canyons until we came to a tiny slot canyon, which we explored. None of which we would have seen had we had a plan (we didn’t) and had we stuck to it (we wouldn’t have).
Anyway, we’re now in Torrey after a quick stop into Capitol Reef NP. Tomorrow is the park’s 75th anniversary, so we’ll help them celebrate before heading off to Salt Lake City and the end of this great road trip. We’ll be posting a more detailed account of these travels in the coming week or two, so stay tuned.
Found some WiFi in the lobby of the Bryce Lodge, so here’s a brief post. We’ve been to a lot of parks recently and the consensus is that they are all incredible in their own way. Bryce has been no different. Putting aside broken water mains (now fixed) and early morning fire alarms going off (half of us were already up and heading out to the sunrise anyway), Bryce is quite spectacular. Hoodoos! Who knew?
We’re leaving Bryce tomorrow and driving Rt 12 to Torrey, one of America’s more scenic drives. We may find time to post tomorrow night, but no promises. We’re having too much fun!
As I type this we’re in our cabin at the Zion Lodge. Who knew they’d have WiFi? We certainly didn’t. Since our last posting we’ve driven through Monument Valley, realized that using 18 year old maps is probably not the best thing to do, spent two nights at the North Rim Lodge, much of it on the Veranda, and driven to Zion. Most of the time we’ve been saying the equivalent of “Holy Crap!”. The sights are just unbelievable and we’ve been taking pictures like crazy. Here are just a few to tide y’all over…we’ll be posting details when we get home (and LOTS more photos).
Well, we haven’t been posting during the recovery from my “heart event”, but I’m doing fine, feel great and I’m getting stronger by the day. In fact, we’re currently in the midst of a major road trip through the Southwest: Salt Lake City (for a family event), Moab, Page, the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, Zion, Bryce and Torrey, Utah. As I type, we just finished a day of driving through Monument Valley and we’re enjoying a cocktail in the bar of the Lake Powell Resort overlooking the Lake. Here are a few shots just to show that we’re alive and enjoying life!
Here a few shots from my recent trip to the Great Smokey Mountain National Park via the Blue Ridge Parkway.
These two shots were taken early (very early) in the morning from the Blue Ridge. It was gorgeous and a nice, cool break from a long Florida summer.
This guy was just standing on the side of the road near the Smokemont Campground. Again, very early.
And this guy was well off the beaten path in Cades Cove.
Finally, here’s a shot of Pearson’s Falls, just off of I-26 near Saluda, NC. After spending almost 9 hours behind the wheel, this walk was a short and enjoyable detour. Just what I needed at the time.
To complete this little trilogy of burial customs we’re going to Ireland. One destination that was on our list was a region known as The Burren. They are, believe me, aptly named. Miles of steep hillsides running down to the sea that are covered with rocks. Little to no vegetation. Barren.
In Ireland there are these brown arrow signs to sites of interest. We got quite skilled at following them to our destinations and this was one of those occasions. They led us away from the coast to, basically, the middle of nowhere. Our goal was an ancient burial site known as The Poulnabrone Dolmen. It’s a stone-age site (Neolithic, actually), kind of like a mini-Stonehenge, that sits a few hundred yards off the road. We were there on a strikingly beautiful day with blue skies dotted with clouds and we had the place to ourselves. It’s truly surreal: this arrangement of rocks sitting in the middle of a vast field of stones. When you get to it you realize that it’s only about 5 1/2 feet high…you have to crouch inside of it. But looking at it you can’t help but wonder at the motivations that drove the construction of this monument, a non-trivial task if ever there was one. According to Wikipedia, there are between 16 and 22 adults and 6 children under there. And here we are, 5-7 thousand years later, visiting their resting place. Maybe that’s why they built it.
Those brown signs I mentioned earlier were quite a help. On more than one occasion we pulled a u-turn after seeing one and would wander down these tiny roads until we came to something: a castle, a circular stone fort or even a small stone circle set in the middle of working fields. The Dromberg stone circle wasn’t very big but it was pretty representative of the circles to be found all over Ireland. Nearby were the foundations of two huts. There was a pool of water in one into which they would drop hot stones to boil the water. Pretty clever, but a lot of work for a simple thing like hot water.

























































