With the desert heating up, it was time for us to bid farewell to our children and start our journey north toward Idaho. I had spent the last month perusing the atlas to see which route we wanted to take. It didn’t take long to figure out where I wanted our first overnight location to be ….. a place I’ve longed to revisit; Page, Arizona or more importantly Lake Powell.
I’ll jump at any opportunity to camp near water and this little spot is a gem. We first stumbled upon the Lone Rock boondocking beach back in November of 2012. We were in the midst of out running – dodging snowstorms from our sticks and bricks home in Colorado, and although we managed to avoid most of the snow, we did encounter a few flakes while camped at Lake Powell’s shore along with some severe winds.
You can click here to read my post on that entertaining day. Ah yes, fond memories!
Back to us hitting the road bright and early Tuesday morning…. We had intended to leave Phoenix on Monday, but just about all of Arizona was under a high wind warning. And let me tell you, those nasty winds had us rocking and rolling to the point we felt like we were living on a boat.
It was a smart move on our part to wait a day. The winds had moved on and the five-hour drive from Phoenix to Page, Arizona, was uneventful and full of unique scenery… just the way we like it.
We paid $14 for a two-night stay with the senior pass card. Ah, there are perks to marrying an older man 😉 Since we had stayed here before, we failed to ask the ranger the best route down to the beach and found ourselves almost getting into a serious pickle. The sandy road, although mostly packed, had some challenging obstacles from water erosion that required the F-250 be put into four-wheel drive to insure we avoid that pickle. Seems the lay of the land around here is ever changing.
Once settled into a nice level spot off by ourselves, it was time to explore and in the process discover a better road to the pavement. We sure don’t want to head out the same way we came in.
During our last visit to the area, the weather was so inclement it pretty much kept us RV bound. This time around, I was determined to visit the Horseshoe Bend scenic overlook and since impending storms were on the horizon, I didn’t waste any time.
With storm clouds approaching and winds sandblasting me, I wasn’t able to spend as much time admiring the view as I would’ve liked, but I was definitely a happy camper. This is a place I intend to revisit. Hmm, perhaps we’ll need to look into one of those boat tours through the canyon (even though we’re not usually tour users). Looks too spectacular to not consider and research further. There are times I do miss our boat!
Our two night stay is over and today we’re heading toward Bryce Canyon National Park. Or so we think. As I sit here typing, we’ve decided to keep our day fluid and pay attention to the weather. We encountered thunder, lightening, and lots of rain overnight and we’re a tad bit hesitant to drive the sandy road exiting the beach. We’ll wait for a couple of hours and then make a decision. Spending another night here along the shores of Lake Powell isn’t the worst thing. However, the pull of seeing hoodoos is strong.
I’m a little bummed the weather forecast for the next few days is not looking good. I’ve been so looking forward to hiking in Bryce Canyon National Park and a steady dose of rain will squash those plans. Fingers crossed, I at least get a little break in the weather for a few photo ops!