My how the weeks pass!
It’s Friday which means it’s time for another post in my new Series Flashback Photo Fridays where I reflect on my travels by selecting a photo and share a story, a moment or a feeling about a place!
My first visit to the Grand Canyon, I had the luxury of time and a willing and flexible travel companion, my brother who was ok with only having an outline of where we may stay and where we may end up. We opted for the less visited side, the North Rim, that’s only 10 miles from the South as the raven flies but 215 miles/346 km and 5 hours driving from the South entrance.
It was 3 in the afternoon and we had just stalked up on ice and cold cuts but without any idea where we’d set up our tent for the night. By chance, we stumbled upon a tourist office and figured if anyone knew best,the rangers stationed at the office would know! With big smiles and their National Park service olive-green uniform, two upbeat rangers greeted us as if it was their first day on the job, happy to give us information and shiny maps! What do you know? There’s a free campground on the edge of the North side rim. The only catch: You have to drive 25 miles on a gravel road and its first come-first serve, plus no services! ( Who needs a toilet, anyway? Squat and go!)
What beautiful timing!
As the sun beat down on us on a Mid-August day with the air-conditioner blasting, we looked at each other and said, “Why not?” and off we went driving like turtles in hopes of a campsite.
Luck was on our side with only one campground left as new neighbors seem to give us the eye, “whatcha doing here? You heard about this cool spot too?
We quickly set up our tent and took a walk on the rim just as the sun was setting. What a beautiful place! Completely disconnected from our phones, city noise and sounds of traffic completely immersed in nature only hearing birds chirping and crickets singing!
Have you ever taken a road trip without many plans or knowing where you were going to stay? Were you pleasantly surprised?