Monthly Archive for November, 2007

Day 139: Quick Note

Published on November 30, 2007 in Road Trip. 0 Comments Tags: .

Location: Kanab, UT

First off, I have still been unable to upload yesterday’s photos to my SmugMug, hopefully I will be able to get that done tonight.  Some places don’t allow file transfers of that nature, including the hotel we were at last night and the cafe we are at now.

I also forgot to mention a funny story from yesterday.  Two days ago, in Antelope Canyon, we ran into David and Lori, a couple from Idaho.  Not once, not twice, not three times, but four times.  First at Upper Antelope Canyon, then at Lower Antelope Canyon, followed by Horseshoe Bend and, finally, at a gift store in downtown Page, AZ.  They were very nice, so we gave them a business card with the blog’s address on it.

Yesterday, however, when we returned to the car from The Wave, we found a note on our windshield.

Brett & Julia -

Sorry to miss you this hike – we’ll look for your photos when we get back! :)

Best,

David + Lori

We were pleasantly surprised by the note, but we were also a bit confused as to how we didn’t see them.  Of course, there are plenty of other hikes in the area, but The Wave is the big draw.  Maybe we’ll bump into them at Zion today.

We are currently sitting in Grandma Tina’s Cafe, where we have just finished a very good breakfast.  It’s raining at the moment, which is a bit of a surprise.  From here, we are heading to Zion for the day.  Hopefully the rain will lift before we arrive.

Day 138: The Wave

Published on November 30, 2007 in Road Trip. 1 Comment Tags: , .

Location: Kanab, UT

Last night, we drove to Kanab and parked in front of the Kanab Field Office, which issues permits to “The Wave.”  As of last night, there were four permits available for today, so we planned to wake up at 7:45 a.m., when the office opens, to buy two of the remaining permits.  I was at the door when the office opened, securing a permit for Julia, Data and I to hike in the Coyote Buttes area (home of The Wave).  Shortly after, another couple bought permits, the final permits for the day.  We tossed around the idea of taking a nap, since we had only slept for five hours, but ultimately decided not to.  The drive to the trailhead took about 30 minutes, made longer by the fact that we wanted to stop to fill our water bottles.  The final eight miles were over a fairly easy dirt road.

We parked at the Wire Pass trailhead and prepared to hike.  Despite being in the desert, the weather was somewhat chilly, which was nice.  There were a few other people and a tour group getting ready to hike to The Wave when we arrived.  We packed up our things and hit the trail around 10 a.m.  There is no set trail to The Wave, so we followed a combination of footprints, rock piles and the directions given to us at the Kanab Field Office.  The trail was roughly three miles long and fairly rugged.  Most of the terrain was comprised of either deep sand or sandstone slickrock.  I had opted to wear my Keen sandals, which, ironically, aren’t very practical in the sand.

Immediately, we noticed a few things.  First, Data was able to roam around off-leash, resulting in his wearing himself out fairly quickly, causing him to stay close to us.  Second, even cool days in the desert can become uncomfortable while climbing steep slopes of sand in the midday sun.  Third, the entire Coyote Buttes area is absolutely fascinating, geologically.

The Wave itself is a fairly small and narrow gully, curving between spires of red sandstone.  The basin is very smooth with bright white striations curving through the deep red background.  We arrived at noon and spent some time resting and talking with the handful of people already there.  After a few minutes, we noticed that we could actually see the movement of the shadows across the rock, which meant that even lighting at The Wave would be short-lived.  I spent some time photographing the area before we moved to a less-iconic, but equally impressive formation nearby.

Julia and Data sat atop a 40-foot ledge of beautiful rock, while I prepared the camera for a delayed shutter release in order to capture the three of us.  While I was doing this, Data spotted me and tried to crawl down the nearly-vertical rock face.  He quickly realized his mistake and attempted to turn around, but it was too late.  He was out of Julia’s reach and I was too far away to do anything.  We watched helplessly as he slid to the base, jumping at just the right moment to land safely at the base.  Considering the potential for disaster, Data responded very well and walked away with little more than a few scuffed nails.

After taking our photo, we walked back through The Wave and a few hundred yards west to another unique sandstone formation.  Instead of bright reds and whites, the colors were more muted whites and yellows, but jutting layers of rock swept across the area, creating yet another impressive effect.

After taking a few photos of this formation and a few final shots of The Wave, we began to head back to the car.  We left at 3 p.m., leaving plenty of time to get back to the car before dark.  We made much better time on the way back, the result of cooler temperatures, familiarity with the terrain, a more forgiving ratio of uphills to downhills and a slight sense of urgency with regard to time.  As we approached the parking lot, we caught up to two women from Aspen, CO we had seen at The Wave.  As we walked and talked, Data spotted a large jackrabbit and took off, running dangerously close to a barbed-wire fence, his second close call off the day.

Back at the car, we gave Data water until he refused to drink (he had also had plenty of water before and during the hike) before heading back to Kanab.  We stopped at Lotsa Motsa Pizza, a small local place, for dinner, but the food was so bad, we threw it out and went across the street to McDonald’s instead.  We then went across the street again to the Hitch-N-Post RV Park, where we were able to shower, a big relief.

Now, we are using the internet at a nearby Holiday Inn Express.  We will sleep here in the parking lot before waking up early to make our way to Zion National Park.

Here are some photos from today.  I was unable to upload to SmugMug today, so I will have to do that tomorrow.  Click “there’s more to this” to see them all.

Julia and Brett

Julia and I on top of one of the formations of The Wave.  Data fell down this slope beginning just to the right of the bush next to us. Continue reading ‘Day 138: The Wave’

Day 137: Antelope Canyon

Published on November 29, 2007 in Road Trip. 5 Comments Tags: , .

Location: Page, AZ

Last night, I was able to try out the new comforter we bought for the first time. It’s a big improvement over the tiny fleece blanket that I had been using, which will be nice over the next few weeks, since temperatures aren’t going to get any warmer.

We woke up in the Wal-Mart parking lot at 8 a.m. and, after a stop at Jack In The Box for breakfast, headed for Lower Antelope Canyon. We arrived at 8:45 a.m., 15 minutes early, so we drove up and down the street to pass the time. By the time we returned, the gate had been opened and we met Ken, the tour leader for Lower Antelope Canyon. We were informed, much to our dismay, that the $52 we had paid to the Navajo Nation Film Office was simply for the right to use my photos commercially – we were each still required to pay the $21 “photo tour” fee, which allowed us access to the canyon for four hours over the course of the day. We paid the fee and were shown to the entrance of the canyon.

Slot canyons are the type of geological feature that, for the most part, if you didn’t know one was there, you would never find it. From the road, the canyon just looked like a gully with a sandy bottom. When we were brought to the entrance, we had to squeeze through a tiny, rippled crack in the ground. Once through, however, the experience was like no other. As the sun arcs across the sky, light bounces off the walls of the canyon in ever-changing patterns, creating amazing swatches of color, light and shadow. The walls of the canyon were vibrant waves of fragile sandstone; striated in some places. Every turn, angle, corner and position revealed new patterns in the rock. Lower Antelope Canyon is very small, rarely more than two or three feet across, and always winding downward. We trekked to the end of the canyon, about 1/4 mile, without stopping. We then slowly made our way back, stopping every few feet to take photos. We made it about halfway back before deciding to head to Upper Antelope Canyon for a few hours before returning to Lower Antelope Canyon.

I was out of cash, so we stopped at an ATM before crossing the street to Upper Antelope Canyon. When we arrived, we saw a photo shoot taking place in a small canyon nearby (not technically a part of Antelope Canyon). Effie had told us yesterday that Bloomingdales had scheduled a photo shoot for today, so we knew that must have been what it was. We didn’t see much, but we did manage to catch a glimpse of some horribly-dressed blond with wind-blown hair and huge sunglasses as she leaned against the rock, thrusting her hips forward. Presumably, these photos will be in the summer 2008 catalog. We each had to pay another fee – $20 – and ride in the back of a pickup truck with eight other tourists for three miles before we could see the canyon. Immediately, we knew there was a vast difference between the upper and lower sections of the canyon.

The entrance to Upper Antelope Canyon is nearly big enough to drive through. Instead of descending through a crack in the ground, you can walk straight up to a giant crack in the stone wall. The canyon was much larger, shorter in length and busier than its counterpart. We spent an hour dodging tourists, mostly Japanese, before heading back to Lower Antelope Canyon.

We spent the next 90 minutes picking up where we left off. We were just finishing up at 3 p.m., which was very convenient considering that’s when the canyon closes.

The tour guide recommended we check out Horseshoe Bend while we’re in town, so that’s where we went. Data was able to walk with us to the rim, 3/4 mile from the parking lot. He had been cooped up in his crate all day, so it was very nice for him to escape and get a little bit of a workout. The tour guide at Lower Antelope Canyon had also mentioned that most of the good restaurants in Page are shut down for the season, so we went to the Courtyard to ask for recommendations at the desk. One of the clerks called a Mexican restaurant in town called Zapata’s to ask which chef was working. Turns out “the good chef” was working, so we decided to try our luck with yet another Mexican restaurant.

Believe it or not, it was good! They had a salsa bar, their nachos were tasty and our meals were actually cooked properly. Feeling full and refreshed, we returned to the Courtyard, where we have been for the last few hours. In just a few minutes, we are going to drive to Kanab, UT, where we will wake up at 7:30 a.m. to pick up hiking permits for The Wave. Permits are very difficult to come by, apparently, so we have to be at the office when they open in order to secure ours.

Here are photos from today. Click “there’s more to this” to see them all, or visit my SmugMug.

Lower Antelope Canyon

A natural arch in Lower Antelope Canyon. Continue reading ‘Day 137: Antelope Canyon’

Day 136: Photos Only

Published on November 28, 2007 in Road Trip. 1 Comment Tags: , .

Location: Page, AZ

Since Julia has taken care of today’s post, I will just shut up and post some photos.  Click “there’s more to this” to see them all, or visit my SmugMug.

Sunset over Marble Canyon

Sunset over Marble Canyon.  Click the above image to see a larger version.

Colorado River

The Colorado River. Continue reading ‘Day 136: Photos Only’

Day 136: Poop, Passes, and a Pretty Sunset

Published on November 28, 2007 in Road Trip. 0 Comments Tags: .

First, thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes. Although it felt strange to be away from home, I couldn’t have been happier to be with Brett and Data, relaxed and having the time of my life.

We finally left the Courtyard by Marriott at about 4am this morning and went to the car for some much-needed sleep. As we approached the car I could see Data’s shadow, although he was not on the backseat as usual, but rather he was sitting in the driver’s seat. Immediately we knew that this was abnormal because Data doesn’t like the front seat, and becomes visibly uncomfortable if we encourage him to come forward. After opening the door and getting a good look (and smell) inside the car we realized what had happened – there was diarrhea all over the back seat of the Suburban. Data had clearly been sick and then moved to the front of the car to escape it. It was certainly unusual because Data is left on the backseat quite often while we get dinner, see a movie, use the internet, etc. It was also unusual because he hadn’t consumed anything unusual, at least to the best of our knowledge. Whatever the reason, it was there and it was gross. Being the gentleman that he is, Brett insisted that he would do the clean-up while I walked Data around. Luckily, there was a very nice receptionist at the hotel who gave Brett paper towels and cleaning supplies. By about 4:30am the backseat was as clean as it could be and we were more than ready for bed. It wasn’t really plausible for us to sleep in the Courtyard parking lot considering the fact that the receptionist knew we were not guests of the hotel and it was late enough that we weren’t going far, so we decided to drive to the Wal-Mart very nearby, which has an unspoken rule that people are permitted to park and sleep in the lot overnight without hassle.

We slept until 10am when Brett got a phone call from Effie, park manager of Antelope Canyon Tribal Park. Brett had been trying to get in touch with her in order to arrange obtaining a photography pass in order to have unrestricted access to Antelope Canyon for up to 6 hours. She told us that we would need to come to her office in order to start the forms for obtaining the pass. Brett had indicated that his photography was potentially for commercial use and not just personal use, so there were extra steps that needed to be taken and extra fees to be paid. We made our way to Effie’s office, where Brett filled out the application needed to film on Navajo land. The information needed to be processed and faxed to Lorie, the media production specialist for the Navajo Nation Film Office. While this was in the works, we left the office and went to Denny’s for breakfast. While there, Effie called Brett to inform him that the forms he originally completed were outdated, and that he needed to fill out the updated paperwork. Additionally, Brett spoke to Lorie directly, who was kind enough to reduce the fee from $104 to $52 considering the fact that Brett isn’t actually taking photographs for some specific commercial use. From there, we needed to find a bank in order to obtain a cashier’s check in order to pay for the photography pass. After that, it was back to Effie’s office to drop off the check. Instead, she took an initial copy of the check to fax to Lorie, but Brett was told that he needed to mail the check to Lorie directly. The next necessary step was for Brett to call the organizations that run tours of the Lower Antelope Canyon and Upper Antelope Canyon in order to tell them what time he wished to start photographing. From the photos that we have both seen of the canyon, it certainly appears to be worth the amount of time and energy it took Brett to obtain our pass.

Considering how small and relatively isolated the town of Page actually is, there are quite a few interesting geological sites in the surrounding area. One of these is called The Wave, a sandstone formation tucked within the Paria Canyon-Vermillion Cliffs Wilderness Area. As it was already around 3pm, we decided to head out in search of the formation before the sun slipped too low. The trip proved to be slightly discouraging, because it was nearly 45 minutes away and it was only once we had driven most of the way that Brett found out that we need yet another pass in order to access The Wave. (We are going to make a stop at the National Parks office tomorrow in order to find out more about obtaining a pass to this site, possibly for Thursday.) Brett decided to take some photos of the landscape while I napped in the car, and we began to drive back towards Page around sunset. While on our way we pulled over to admire what I consider to be the most spectacular sunset of the trip. We pulled over and stepped out of the car to find ourselves completely overcome by the experience: the sky had illuminated the mountains, rocks and the flatlands to the point where everything was glowing and wonderfully bright. Brett grabbed his camera and the tripod and was able to take some incredible photos, although the full beauty of moments such as these is difficult to capture. The sight made the entire excursion more than worth the effort.

We had planned to be back before 6pm in order to pay for showers at the only campground in town, but our sunset detour meant that we weren’t able to make it back before 6:30pm. Neither of us had showered since Las Vegas, and it was beginning to be a code red situation. We went to the Page-Lake Powell Campground in hopes that we could acquire the bathroom access code in order to shower. Sadly, it had already closed, and I feared that our no-shower streak would near a week. Instead of admitting defeat, Brett was resourceful and went off to work his charm in hopes of obtaining the code. Luckily, it worked, and we were both able to shower for free.

Feeling refreshed and hungry, we decided to try Fiesta Mexicana in hopes of finally finding some good Mexican food. This time, we had a strategy: we would go to the bar, order drinks, and try some of the chips and salsa in order to gauge the possibility of delicious food. After being more than satisfied with the salsa, we order nachos and a variety of entrée combos. Sadly, we were disappointed by the bland and unimpressive food. Our quest for impressive Mexican fare continues.

After dinner we stopped at Wal-Mart for some additional cleaning supplies, an extra blanket for the surprising low temperatures, and some cough drops. We are now back at the Courtyard, where we will be leaving shortly in order to aim for an early (before midnight) bedtime. Prepare for even more beautiful photos tomorrow.

Day 135: HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday), JULIA!

Published on November 27, 2007 in Road Trip. 5 Comments Tags: , .

Location: Page, AZ

I didn’t feel like it was appropriate to wish Julia a happy birthday on here yesterday, since we hadn’t gone to bed yet and I wanted to wait. Of course, now it’s not her birthday anymore, but that doesn’t matter. Everyone should wish Julia a happy birthday and all that hokey crap because she deserves it and I said so. Seriously, though, this trip has been amazing so far and she’s obviously played a large role in that. Some people have asked us if we are sick of each other yet, but I can safely say that we are not – we’re closer than ever, which is wonderful. So happy birthday!

Driving to the Grand Canyon was easy, albeit boring. The drive was made more interesting, however, by the constant barrage of rabbits crossing the street in front of the car. We parked in front of a hotel just a few miles outside of the south entrance of Grand Canyon National Park. It was quite chilly, so we closed the windows (we usually sleep with the windows cracked a few inches to allow air to circulate) for the first time since a very cold night in Jackson, WY.

This morning, we got up around 10 a.m. and made a quick stop at the nearest general store, where we bought breakfast in the form of cereal and milk.

Things got off to a good start once we entered the park. Within minutes, before we had even caught a glimpse of the canyon itself, I had been pulled over by a ranger. Apparently, I was going 59 mph in a 45 mph zone. I’m not sure if I believe that story, but I was speeding by five mph or so. Luckily, the ranger was feeling generous and didn’t give me a ticket, opting instead to lecture me on the importance of wildlife in the park with respect to speed.

Click here to view maps of the park. We entered from the south, stopping at the visitor center and the first few lookouts. Our first impressions were mixed. The canyon is beautiful and impressive in every way, but, for a number of reasons, it wasn’t as awe-inspiring or life-changing as we had hoped. First, the Grand Canyon is talked about constantly, building our expectations to an unreasonable level. Second, we weren’t able to isolate ourselves within the canyon until after dark – Data is not allowed on trails below the rim and there were swarms of people everywhere. That said, the canyon was truly an amazing sight.

We parked the Suburban and jumped on the free Hermit Road shuttle, getting off at roughly every other stop to check out the view and take photos. At the end of the route, we were dropped off at Hermit’s Rest, a unique little building with a gift shop, snack bar and huge stone fireplace. We spent some time lounging around before hopping on a shuttle back down to Hopi Point to watch the sun set. There were people everywhere, and the view wasn’t really that great, but it was worth the experience anyway. I asked Julia to hop on the shuttle first while I packed up my tripod and camera, since I knew there would be a mad rush. She got on just fine, but I was too late and had to catch the next shuttle.

We ate dinner in one of the lodges. The food was better than most National Park food, but not great. When we left, darkness had set in, so we began making our way east and out of the park. We followed Desert View Drive until we reached Lipan Point. The moon was nearly full, so we stopped to admire the canyon by moonlight, which was nice because it afforded us the opportunity to see the canyon alone and in complete silence (aside from the faint rush of water from the Colorado River). I took a few photos before leaving.

The drive to Page was boring, but not difficult. We are now hanging out in a Courtyard hotel, almost ready for bed. Tomorrow, we hope to go to Antelope Canyon before making our way to Zion National Park.

Here are photos from today. Click “there’s more to this” to see them all, or visit my SmugMug.

Julia, Data and Brett

The three of us. Data wasn’t a big fan of being at the edge of a 4,000-foot cliff, so I held him. Continue reading ‘Day 135: HAPPY BIRTHDAY (yesterday), JULIA!’

Day 134: A Sight For Sore Eyes

Published on November 26, 2007 in Road Trip. 1 Comment Tags: , .

Location: Flagstaff, AZ

We still haven’t reached the Grand Canyon, but we will tonight, and that’s fine.

We left Las Vegas around 2:30 a.m. (Pacific time), stopping at Krispy Kreme for a snack. Julia was already asleep by the time we drove across the Hoover Dam, so I made a point to wake her up to see what it looks like without people swarming all over it. The road into Arizona was one of the most mind-numbing and boring stretches of highway we’ve been on since South Dakota – very flat, very dark and very straight. At about 5:30 a.m. (Arizona time), I couldn’t drive anymore, so we pulled off the road near Chloride and fell asleep. We parked in a dirt area just off the shoulder, away from the highway, allowing us plenty of undisturbed sleep.

We woke up around noon, which was frustrating because it meant that we would certainly not be seeing the Grand Canyon today. As we drove, however, we were shocked by a familiar billboard in Kingman – Cracker Barrel. Our breakfast plans were no longer in question. We arrived at the restaurant for the first time since Missoula, MT and promptly ordered a full spread of food for less than $20. Being a Sunday, the restaurant was crawling with churchgoers, decked out in their Sunday best. Some of the outfits looked like costumes worn at the Death Valley ‘49ers costume contest.

After breakfast, we decided to stop in Flagstaff before heading to the canyon. We figured that, since it would be dark by the time we arrived anyway, we might as well explore a populated area first. At first, we drove right past the city without even noticing. When we did make our way downtown, we were surprised to find it was very quaint, possessing a small-town feel and interesting businesses. We wandered around the downtown area for a while, which was a lot of fun.

There is only one movie theater in Flagstaff, so, naturally, we had to check it out. It’s fairly large, but there weren’t any good movies playing at convenient times. We decided to grab dinner before seeing the 7:50 p.m. showing of Fred Claus. The nearest restaurant we found was a Mexican place called Garcia’s. The food was average at best. We find ourselves reminiscing about El Toreador in Redmond, WA quite frequently.

The movie was as good as can be expected for what it was – a crappy holiday comedy. Paul Giamatti was actually quite good, it was a surprise to see Kevin Spacey and Vince Vaughn was funny. That said, the plot was garbage and the movie wasn’t very entertaining. Also, the special effects, particularly with regard to the elves, were horrible.

Now, Julia and I are relaxing at the Radisson in Flagstaff. Very soon, we are going to make the 90-minute drive from here to the Grand Canyon. It will be interesting to arrive at night, meaning we won’t really know what we’re getting into until tomorrow. We’ve also decided that we want to find a way to visit Antelope Canyon in the next few days, so hopefully that will work out as well.

Here are some photos from today. Click “there’s more to this” to see them all, or visit my SmugMug.

Cracker Barrel

Classic rocking chair display at Cracker Barrel. Continue reading ‘Day 134: A Sight For Sore Eyes’

Day 133: $#!^@%&

Published on November 25, 2007 in Road Trip. 1 Comment Tags: , .

Location: Las Vegas, NV

Today has become arguably the worst day of the trip so far, but we haven’t had very many bad days, so I suppose that’s not such a big deal.

After my earlier post from the tire center, Julia and I walked to Egg Works for breakfast.  The restaurant was packed, but we only waited about 10 minutes for a table.  Our food was good and the people around us were better.  Sometimes, we eat in silence and just listen to other conversations.  At the table next to us sat two Scientologist women.  They were discussing the ethics of Scientology with respect to divorce (and taking it very seriously).  We spent the meal eavesdropping, which was a lot of fun.

When we returned to the shop, Meagan, the woman who had been dealing with us since we first came in for an estimate over a week ago, informed us that the work on the car would take a few more hours.  She offered to drive Julia, Data and I to the dog park.  We piled into her truck and spent two hours or so watching Data romp around with a fairly well-balanced group of dogs.  When Meagan picked us up and brought us back to the shop, the Suburban was finished and out on the road to test the alignment.  After settling our bill, we were approached by one of the employees at the shop.  He informed me that, while driving the car, he had forgotten to latch the hood properly, causing it to fly up, leaving large dents in the hood.  I spent some time talking to my insurance company, the manager and the employee.  Ultimately, I left with a written statement of the incident and photos of the damage.  Next time we are in a city for any extended period of time (probably Denver), I will get three estimates for repairing the hood and fax them to the tire center, which will pay for the body work.

I do want to thank Meagan, though, for being very good to us from the start, despite the frustrating circumstances.

Our next stop was a nearby Verizon store.  My phone hasn’t been holding a charge for very long lately, so I brought it in to look into buying a new battery.  Before I could even explain the problem, the tech had pulled out a new phone and told me he was going to exchange it for me.  This was, of course, not what I wanted.  I asked him if I could have a battery instead of a new phone, but he had already transferred my number (without asking me) to the new phone and said he could not transfer it back.  Additionally, he did not have any batteries for my phone in stock.  Now, I have to reconfigure a new phone that, in all likelihood has a bad battery.  This is particularly annoying considering I may need to use the phone as a modem over the next few days and weeks, since we will be fairly isolated in the National Parks of Arizona, Utah and Colorado.  The program to tether the phone to my computer as a modem is difficult to acquire and install.

Despite these events, there was a highlight to the day.  We celebrated Julia’s birthday (November 26) early by having dinner at the Melting Pot.  Our food was delicious (especially the chocolate fondue dessert), and we left feeling better about the day.

We are now back at the Hampton Inn, preparing to drive into Arizona.  Before we go, I am going to try to finish configuring my phone.  Tomorrow, I promise, we will be out of Las Vegas, a city that neither Julia nor I found particularly great.

Here are some photos from today.  Click “there’s more to this” to see them all.

Suburban damage

The dent on the passenger side of the Suburban. Continue reading ‘Day 133: $#!^@%&’

sigh

Published on November 25, 2007 in Road Trip. 0 Comments Tags: , .

ho hum

its been a long time since ive posted but i think its time for me to say what i think. so i was having a great time at the dog park every day for like a week. then all of a sudden i am stuck in this place with a hard floor and dogs that bark all the time. when i get to go outside there are no other dogs to play with and the food was weird so i lost some weight. a few days later i got stuck in a tub and my beautiful fur was dried out. after that my people came back to get me. i was excited at first but i am still a little mad at them so ive been pouting for the last few days. my only happy times have been when i get to go to the dog park and play.

maybe im depressed

Data

Day 133: Sitting, Waiting

Published on November 24, 2007 in Road Trip. 0 Comments Tags: .

Location: Las Vegas, NV

Last night, we slept in a Wal-Mart parking lot not too far from the tire center. We parked next to a big rig, which provided ample shade into this morning. At 9:30 a.m., we got up and made our way back to Ted Wiens Tire & Auto Center for some new joints in the front suspension and an alignment, which is where Julia, Data and I are currently hanging out.

From here, we are going to find some sort of quick breakfast and bring Data to the dog park before hitting the road to the Grand Canyon. As of now, the plan is to visit the South Rim first before driving around to the North Rim, but we have to consult our trusty guidebook to see if there is a better plan of attack.

I will be sure to take some photos at the dog park and hopefully on our way into Arizona, but in the meantime, don’t forget that all the photos from the trip can be seen by clicking the “Brett’s SmugMug” link to the right of this page.

Update:

I was just informed that this service will take another three or four hours, so it looks like we’re going to go for some sort of walk around the area to avoid going stir crazy.