With Kimmy under our wing, we packed everyone into the RV for the first time and headed to the Grand Canyon. It's a long drive from Las Vegas so we did it over two days. Morgan was so excited to be able to have Kimmy & Elodie with us and to be able to share with them how we have been living and traveling for the last 4 months. Our stop over night was at a little camp ground we found along the way called Hualapai Mountain Park. It was a beautiful campground. We found an isolated spot surrounded by tall trees and an open space for the campfire and a wooden table. Elodie and Morgan went off to fetch some fire wood, disappearing up the leafy hills, whilst Kimmy and I prepared the wine and cheese. We had the music set up outside, the fire was ablaze and we chilled out and enjoyed some wine and cheese. This was a regular event for Morgan and I so it was so nice to be sharing the experience with the girls. We cooked the food over the fire and toped it all off at the end of the night with roasted marshmallows. It was starting to get cold out so we huddled up inside, with full bellies, and enjoyed a few more wines together before heading off the bed.
In the morning we packed up camp and continued to the Grand Canyon. We arrived in the afternoon, parked up and took the little bus that ran along the edge of the Grand Canyon. The bus ran along the south rim and stopped at all different look out spots, where you could get off and get a great view of the massive crater from different angles. The Canyon was bigger then I could have imagined and the different colours it projected as the sun crept down were breathtaking, the sunlight hitting every point at a different angel and making brilliant lines of light on the canyon. From the top of the Canyon the air felt crisp, shadows crept into crevices and let light shine in patches, lighting up orange, yellows, whites and grays. The craters made you feel insignificant and small and the clouds sat so low they felt like they might just meet the highest mountain. There were many people scouting prime spots at sunset, with their tripods in hand, it was photographer’s ideal shooting ground. We stayed to watch the sun coming down on the canyon and what a sight it was, a sunset so rich in colour it looked like flowing lava in the night sky.
A guide we picked up the day before suggested a nice trek down to the base of the canyon. With this in mind we woke up nice and early and peered out the window. To our disbelief we saw snow falling from the sky.
The ground was littered in white powder and the air was freezing cold. With that, our trekking plan of the Canyon was evaporated. We could have layered up our clothing but in all reality we didn’t have any wet weather gear and after a 3 hours trek we would be wet and extremely cold, so a new plan was needed. What better place to go to when your without a plan, then good ole’ Route 66. In Seligmans along Route 66 we stopped for lunch at the Road Kill café, which despite the name served up a very nice lunch and cokes in the biggest jugs I have ever seen.
Just when we thought the meals/drinks couldn’t get any bigger! The Americans sure don’t do anything by halves. The saying 'Everything’s big in America’ is spot on. Having been along this route previously Morgan and I showed Kimmy & Elodie down a little bit of the road and took them in some novelty shops. Elodie never missed a shopping opportunity and found some more nick knacks to cram into her suitcase to take back to France. The trip was winding to an end for Elodie and so we slowly made our way back to Las Vegas and put her on her flight back to France. She was actually hoping the Volcano in Iceland was still blowing but to her disappointment the flights were all clear. We wished her bon voyage and waved her good-bye with a very full suitcase. Hopefully she enjoyed the shows & lights of Las Vegas, the history of Route 66 and the amazing American landscape that is the Grand Canyon. I know we sure did!