And where was I? Ah yes, we’d just spent the night at Nipton, a “town” consisting of most likely 6 permanent residences if that! The next day we were off to Arizona, we had big dreams of Arizona and not one of them felt short of the mark.
Cesar had been dreaming of going to the Grand Canyon, as one should when one thinks of this part of the world. I had already been in early 2008, the first time I went through the States, and it had blown my mind. I had never seen anything so … ‘grand’ before in my life! This time we drove from the South as we were approaching from the Mojave Desert through Kelso. The drive took around 5 hours as we stopped to see the sights along the way so we didn’t reach until the afternoon. And it didn’t disappoint.
Me in all my hiked up gear, we did a small hike about a third of the way down the canyon, we passed many who had climbed all the way down and camped, able to see the actual Colorado River from below.
That night, the sun went down and all went dark. In this part of the state there are no lights on the highways, and as Cesar and I looked for a place to sleep that night we made the mistake of following our not-so-up-to-date GPS. This led us up a high way that was ultimately closed! In every travel journey there are these moments, it’s dark, you’re stressed and it’s approaching fairly late at night and all you want to do is find a place to sleep. Credit to Ces’ and his character we both stayed relatively calm, turned around the proceeded back in the direction we came to find another highway. We were headed to Page, a town we decided to pick because it was half way between the Grand Canyon and Monument Valley. Monument Valley was going to be the highlight of the trip for both of us.
Tired, stressed, exhausted… we finally reached Page past 10pm that evening. Found a Denny’s to have a late dinner and went to sleep. Cesar was up early the next morning and was super cheerful, he had organised for us to visit some local tourist attractions, little did we know we had luckily found ourselves in the middle of Antelope Canyon and Horse Shoe Bend! We couldn’t have turned an awful situation around fast enough.
We spent the morning exploring these two attractions to our hearts content before heading off to Monument Valley. This was going to be by far the best day of our road trip.
On our way to Antelope Canyon we spotted the town’s power supply, although quite out of character to the landscape it didn’t deter us from visiting one of the most photogenic places on the planet. Enjoy…
We were in the Lower Antelope Canyon, the “less” popular of the Upper and Lower. But this was one of the reasons why we had chosen this one in particular to come.
The Antelope Canyons are owned by the Native American Navajo people, in fact most of the land and national parks that we were travelling in throughout Arizona were owned by the Navajo people.