Its the day after Labor Day and its barely 10pm. Stephanie just put Zoe to sleep and fell asleep too. Both are on the couch. I’m sitting here in the office, lights off. Duck and Biff are both munching on the chips, while I savor the chipotle salsa I made yesterday. Very tasty. I got the craving for hot sauce and with the lack of certain vegetables coming in the from the garden I went and picked up a few things and then decided to make the whole shebang. Enchiladas, rice, and salsa. Chicken and some cheese & onion. Sorry Misti, no sour cream sauce. It all turned out pretty good. I think next time I’ll try them flat instead of rolled. I really need find a good recipe for green chili. Its a shame I can only find green chili sauce in New Mexico. Heck, even at the Wendy’s in Taos, you can get green chili on your single w/ cheese.
So, I’m slowly getting the video clips uploaded from our road trip to the Grand Canyon. At first I was trying to date them properly, but it got to confusing. The trip was much needed and I think everyone enjoyed themselves. We had planned on sleeping in the tent 4 nights. Those were cut down to 2. We spent the first night in Amarillo at the Travelodge as had got a late start that day and didn’t really want to mess with putting the tent up. Monday we drove, and then drove some more, all the way through New Mexico and into Arizona. Zoe had had about enough. We saw the Cadillacs buried nose first into the ground, fixed lunch at a rest stop, saw lots of Indian casinos, crossed two time zones, and watched Veggie Tales 20 bazillion times. We got to Holbrook around 5pm (7pm CST), and got camp setup and hurried to cook dinner as it was getting dark quick. Tuesday, we had some pancakes and set off 20 miles back the way we came to visit Petrified Forest National Park. Boy, it was a site. It wasn’t what I had expected. It was something even better. We entered from the North entrance and drove the 20 miles through the park to the South entrance and made lunch (yes, we made most of our breakfasts and lunches). We drove back through Holbrook and happened upon the historic side of town. The Route 66 side. Now, if you’ve ever seen the movie cars, I could swear that this town was mimicked in that movie (after doing some research the movie collectively brought together lots of the old route 66 landmarks). Driving on, we made it to Flagstaff. Tuesday was a short day, even though we didn’t get to Flagstaff until 4pm. That night we ate at a steak house called Black Bart’s, complete with singing waitresses. The weather in Flagstaff was the best throughout the entire trip. Low 80s during the day and mid to low 50s. Beautiful weather. Stephanie and I both stated we could live here. The atmosphere was great. Down town reminded us a bit of Red River. Wednesday we packed up and did a little shopping as it was just 80 miles to the final destination. I needed some more fuel for the Jetboil so we stopped and found a quaint little outfitter and walked the rest of downtown. Had lunch at a BBQ joint in the basement of a building. The other half of the basement was a female clothing shop. Stopped by the book store to look for a new Veggie Tales movie, then headed north….
…to be continued.