Williams, AZ.
On historic Route 66 an old town with lots of character, especially at Old Smoky’s Pancake House: a venerable hole in the wall joint I just couldn’t pass by (see photo). The menu sez that Elvis ate here in 1965 (peanut butter & jelly pancakes?) and the place has not had a shred of remodeling since (maybe that’s why). I ordered the “Everything Omelet” with hash browns & toast for $5.95 and scanned the local rag for items of interest when this gem leaped out at me:
The winner of the Williams Holiday Lighting contest was announced today. The theme of this year’s contest was “New Family Traditions” and the contest was judged by the Williams High School Future Business Leaders of America. Canyon Gateway RV Park received a perfect score and has been selected to receive the Judge’s Trophy.A perfect score? Hmmm, sounds a bit fishy don’t you think?
Grand Canyon National Park, AZ.
Ranger Jerry at the south entrance sez today is the 3rd slowest of the year for park visitors, which means I actually got a parking spot at Mather Point. Seemed to be no shortage of foreign tourists; shouldn’t they be home for xmas?
I last visited the canyon at age 22, and all these years later it still looks spectacular, if perhaps not quite as psychedelic this time around.
I heard that some Islamic terrorists were planning to destroy parts of the Grand Canyon by building a dam and flooding it. Oh wait a minute, it was actually the US government. I drove out the east road to Navajo Point and had the overlook trail all to myself.
Paige, AZ.
The Glen Canyon Dam and Lake Powell abut the mining & tourist town of Paige, which has a Navajo language radio station. The Navajos agree with us ecoradicals that the Glen Canyon dam is a collossal blunder of misguided government “development” and should be dismantled thereby restoring the verdant Glen Canyon, which old timers say is more beautiful than any on the Colorado. Dave Brower, the Archdruid of environmentalism, lamented that losing Glen Canyon was a travesty, and long ago suggested tearing down the dam. Same with Hetch Hetchy in Yosemite.
Kanab, UT.
After a scenic cruise through the Grand Staircase Escalante and past the Vermillion Cliffs, I’ve arrived in Kanab, Utah and settled in at the “charming” Crazy Horse campark. Maybe Elvis stayed here also in ‘65 because it too has not changed a bit in 40 years; with one major exception. They have WIFI! And not just in the office/tv room; but up on a pole, so I’m actually sitting in my campsite beside the fire and banging out today’s adventures ready for delivery out onto the digital ether. Around the world from the Crazy Horse campark in Kanab, Utah! Tomorrow it’s on to Bryce Canyon and then Zion Nat’l Park for some Xmas eve wilderness camping.
Speaking of wilderness camping on xmas eve, I’ve done it before. I took my 2nd wife to The Everglades in Florida. We actually had a good time for awhile: the weather was tropical, the stars were out, we’re cooking on the stove. It was all going pretty good until she started complaining. OK, so there was an alligator in our camp; you don’t have to make such a BIG DEAL of it! Women! I’ll tell ya...
Feedback!
Selected input from our co-listers:
-Hank you look like Ali Baba-One day I'll tell you about the "true" meaning of CHRISTmas! Until then enjoy your sunsets & stars. Merry Christmas.
-Hodně zdraví a štěstí v osobním životě,
-You're the new Jack Kerouac! You can never go back to your regular life again.
-I find it all very sour grapes just because the Packers aren't playing well.-And what's with the continual bashing of W? Despite his busy schedule with saving the world I imagine he's looking out for you-
-Recall Siddhartha, you can never step into the same river twice.
-God's speed
-I love the blue highways thing for x-mas. Not so sure about the paint-by-numbers liberal schtick.
-observer ... commentator ... heathen.
Next post when I return from the wilderness after xmas :-)
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