I was going to the Grand Canyon! I wanted to see this, long before we ever bought a 5th wheel or planned this journey.
Well it turns out, from Parker, you gotta go uphill. Have a mentioned the cowboy hates pulling Helen up hills? So up we go. Hmm, there’s a light on on the dash. And the truck is making a knocking noise. There’s some loss of power. We limp into Williams and because it’s such a high elevation, there’s this white stuff on the side of the road…..leftover snow. While it’s not snowing currently, it’s also not melting. Time to find a park with hookups.
We stumble upon the Grand Canyon Railway park. With our Passport America, it’s a doable $25 a night. It was 2 blocks from Route 66 and downtown Williams, full of touristy shops. Which gave me a little to do because….
One day researching diesel mechanics, getting quotes. Next more research. Third day, taking truck in to chosen locale. The cowboy had to wait of course, with the promise it’d be done that day. Buuuttt of course it wasn’t so he got a loaner, naturally late in the day. On day 4, around noon it was done! $1100 later.
Off to the Grand Canyon! When we got parked, and made our way to the south rim, all I can say is, that first look is the epitome of the word breathtaking.
It’s a verticle mile down. There was a peek a boo view at the Colorado River waayyy down there. I’m not going to try to wow you with any crazy facts and figures. My words just can’t describe this wonder of the world. My pictures don’t do it justice. You have to see it. Its an experience, it is an emotional thing. Hard to explain.Put it on your bucket list.
Massive amounts of people flow into this park. Thanks to our senior pass, our entrance fee was 0. Yay for being old. I would guess that this was a slower season, a bit cold but sunny. Still, plenty of people. Not like the amount of crowds they get in later spring and summer. It was manageable but it would be so cool to have it all to yourself. Not happening….
All is good in the world. Right? Truck is fixed, I check a bucket list item off. But no.
We get back to the 5th wheel, I’m putting some groceries away and Colt is outside with the cowboy and Banjo. Somehow, he wanders off. Ok he does this and always wanders back. (He’s private about doing his business) We both walk the length and width of the park half a dozen times. No Colt. Of course he only has his license on, no tag. I make one more trip by the bathrooms and put up a sign, lost dog, etc. A couple of young gals walk by me and say “are you the one missing the dog, is this him?” They show me a picture. Yup there he is, in her phone. Apparently he went to the hotel across the street. He probably would have come back but they held him there thinking they were helping. Which they were and all was well. So now the running joke is watch out for hotels cuz Colt likes to go visiting.
I thought we might never leave Williams because we’d have had to stay, contacting shelters, etc. That was an awful 2 hours. Scary. We love our boys 🐾🐾. We had decided to start for home the next day and with everyone together, and that’s what we did. Rambling home.