Our morning drive |
I just love the random rocks all over the place |
Then we drove a few more hours to the Grand Canyon.
After stopping to look at it from several view points we continued on to Needles, CA, where we had to go through a check point which felt a lot like a border crossing. They asked if we were bringing any food or plants with us from other states. The apples I had purchased in Arizona were okayed and so was our sad little rose bush we brought from New Hampshire. That reminds me the poor little thing probably needs water and sunlight by now.
The temps at the Grand Canyon were warm in the mid 80s, That is warm for this little northerner but it was bearable. It was the altitude that was kind of kicking our bums. But even now at 11:30 p.m. it is 100 degrees.
When we arrived in Needles we pulled into our hotel which had a hot tub and a pool.
What I don't get about California is that it is so hot that the breeze feels like some one turned on a hot blower and yet they have gas fires burning around the pool. Hey it looked nice even if it seemed a bit counter productive. So Amy and I spent over an hour going back and fort between the hot tub and the pool. And although it seemed wrong in my head to get in a hot tub when it was indeed 100 degrees it was really relaxing and the perfect end to this day.
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