Tomorrow we’re outta here. Heading West for California and $4/gallon gas.
Our goal was Yaki Point, but most of the route would be sharing with bicyclists so we decided to stop at the canyon rim.
They arrive in the morning and later at dusk. They are prolific poopers. From what we saw, no one bothered them while they munched grass all day. When she first saw an Elk, Flirt was spooked, but I think she finally thought of them as just big, different-smelling dogs.
FLASH FROM THE PAST
1992 — A Brief Stopover During Our Route 66 Road Trip
1994 — Four-Day Stay at El Tovar Hotel ($250/day then, $575.12 now)