. The atmosphere was incredible, the photos do not really do it justice or show the shere scale of the place and the depth of the canyon. Awesome. Although walking down some of the paths, with a sheer drop to your side, no guard rails and a strong wind was a bit hairy at times, tried to get Terry to stand by the edges for better photos, honest, but he wouldn't do this, spoil sport Any way we finally tore ourselves away from the place, tired hot and sweaty but marvelling at what we had just seen. Back in evie the rv we got back on the road and decided to have a look at Flagstaff. Well we drove through on the original route 66, a bit quirky in a small portion but didn't inspire us to stop. Just after leaving Flagstaff we cross the Arizona divide, we are now out of desert scenery and into forests and greenery including the mountains, some with snow on, we are climbing to about 7500 feet, beautiful. So onto the camp site as we wanted to book our excursion to the Grand Canyon for tomorrow, which we duly did. It was still early so we decided to have a drive into Williams again along the original route 66. So glad we did what a fantastic little town, the last town on route 66 to be by passed by the construction of the I 40, the new road connecting East USA to West USA, which we have been on since leaving Nashville. Anyway Williams, home to the Grand Canyon railroad and many quirky little shops, bars and restaurants, lovely. After a beer in the famous Sultana Bar and theatre, atmospheric and very friendly, we decided to eat in town today. Found a lovely Italian restaurant and plumped for this, wonderful food and very friendly atmosphere, one two course meal later plumped (another sense of the word) out of their and back to evie the rv for another run along route 66 to our camp site and to set up for the night. All decided we had had a wonderful day and are really looking forward to our Grand Canyon trip tomorrow, being picked up by our tour at 0920 tomorrow morning.
Well after a quiet night we set off on one of our shortest drives yet only about 130 miles to a camp site in Williams Arizona, from here we are going to go to the Grand Canyon tomorrow. On route more desert, Terry looking at Daves trusty lonely planet book suggested we stop off at Walnut Canyon because it has Indian cave dwellings. As we had such a short drive ahead of us we decided to give it a go, i wasn't quite so sure as the signs were saying it was a national monument, wasn't much interested in seeing a monument. We arrived at Walnut Canyon about 1130, windy but sunny and warm. After passing through the entry building what a sight met us, it made our eyes happy. The canyon was beautiful, stunning, breathtaking, I really do not have the words to describe what we saw on the circular walk around this place, through the ancient dwelling caves, which amazingly were generally accessable, how did they do this especially all those years ago, in the living rooms you can still see the blackening made by their fires