After a week in Kanab, we pulled stakes (slides in, jacks up ?) and headed east to Page Arizona. I traveled here in my solo years in route to Zion National Park. Some of you may recall my very first breakdown in The Beast. It’s memorable to me anyway, as any breakdown would be in a 35′ motorhome. Initially, what drew me to this place was Antelope Canyon, which I ultimately got to experience. Much of my time though, was spent fretting over my motorhome. The breakdown happened about 10 miles out of town late on a Friday afternoon. That meant waiting until Monday morning to get any sort of help.
The breakdown saga, and my images of Antelope Canyon are worth checking out, I think… The Last of The West.
John and I arrived at the same campground on a November afternoon. We had considered renting a boat so we could see more of the area from the water, but found them to be rather pricey for an off-season rental. Instead we drove around to discover what we could.
One area of interest was Wahweap, right on the shore of Lake Powell. As we were driving through the area a badger darted across the road in front of us. I was compelled to follow… carefully… with my camera, and caught him digging a hole. I dared not get any closer than this (300mm lens). He looked more curious than aggressive, but that could have changed at any moment, so I snagged a few quick shots and scooted back to the car.
A short distance up the road we spotted a Roadrunner… running across the road of all things! ? I followed him too.
We also drove out to the overlook at Horseshoe Bend. When I was at this overlook in 2012 there were no more than a dozen people there. This time… HUNDREDS! Quite literally hundreds of pushy, noisy tourists fully equipped with selfie-sticks. It was truly unbelievable! We didn’t last any longer than it took to worm our way to the edge for a couple shots before we hiked back to the car. I was grateful that I wasn’t standing closer to the edge when one guy turned around and smashed right into me.
The number of people who carelessly stand “on the edge” of these overlooks in order to get the perfect selfie is astonishing. I am all for the perfect shot, but the selfie craze has gotten out of hand. While we were at Yosemite a few months ago a young couple fell to their deaths from a well known vista. We heard that a teenage girl fell to her death from this view point at Horseshoe Bend shortly after we were there. It is very likely she was doing a selfie or was bumped into by someone not paying attention, but regardless… she was too close to the edge! We witness this careless behavior a LOT out here!
While we were out driving we checked out the Antelope Canyon tours. THAT has changed a lot in seven years as well. When I was there last I made a reservation by phone, parked in front of a business downtown and hopped in a 4-wheel drive rig with no more than a dozen other people, and took a bumpy ride out to the canyon. (These slot canyons are on Indian land, and you can no longer drive out there on your own.) Now, the multiple businesses and tours cater to a huge number of people daily. When we went to check it out that afternoon it was like arriving at Disneyland, except the parking lots were dirt. Hundreds of cars, meant thousands of people. Absolutely NOT for us! So… sadly… this was another thing on our list that John did not get to experience.
My images from my 2012 visit are at the “Last of the West” link I shared above.
I got up well before sunrise the following morning (John opted out) and drove back to some overlooks above Lake Powell that I’d scoped out the day prior. The sunrise did not disappoint!
From Page we headed to Flagstaff for a few days before heading back to Grand Canyon National Park, this time the south rim. While in Flagstaff we went to see a meteor crater, spent a day in Sedona, and enjoyed an adventure challenge which took us to great heights! I’ll share all that in my next post.