Little Colorado River

Almost as soon as we left the park, the sky grayed over and soon the cloudy fog was concealing the canyon. I don't know whether it was just due to our location or if the fog was moving across to obscure all of the south rim, but I do know we were instantly transported back to winter. We took 64 to 89 and stopped at a scenic overlook of the Little Colorado River Gorge. It doesn't look very little, and you really can't even see a river, but it was a very beautiful, although barren, landscape.

By this point, my eyes were feeling pretty tired and gritty. I tried to snuggle up with my blanket and pillow and nap, but I couldn't help but feel I was missing everything. The drive was gorgeous! Foothills, mountains, rock monoliths... varied, unique, and beautiful. We stopped in Cameron (best gift shop) and made our way toward Moab. My cell service was out from the time we left the Grand Canyon until we hit Moab. Then we turned onto another scenic byway and my signal disappeared again.

Stella and Vivian could probably fill in a lot of details from this day, but I want to mention the 42 mile jaunt on twisty-turny road around Arches National Park. The full moon lit up the snow on the rocks and unfortunately none of us have a camera that would have been able to capture it so we didn't even try to get photographs. But it was definitely one of the most memorable parts of the drive... singing, laughing, river on one side- surrounded by rock formations, bathed in the light of the moon.