Although the title is taken from horse racing, Sarah and I are on a journey, definitely not a race.
We are trying to find a
quality of life (QoL) that is deliberate, somewhat simple, and on our terms.
Phew! I am journaling about Day 1 of our trip around midday on Day 2, from a Starbucks in Salt Lake City. We planned to leave for the Grand Canyon yesterday at 5am, but didn’t start driving until 9am! I awoke with pink-eye a few days ago and have been fighting a cold all week. So I was low power and hadn’t finished all the necessary preparations in time.
Last week I had three major concerns: preparing to propose to Sarah, getting ready for our travels, and getting the house on the market. (These would have been an overwhelming culmination of tasks even if I had been healthy.) Because of having been overcommitted, Sarah and I ended up pulling an all-nighter Sunday night/Monday morning in order to get everything we needed done before driving away. It was bizarre, but I found I enjoy gardening at night; I was out in the yard planting flowers at 2am!
Sarah slept from 3-6am so she could drive the first leg of the trip. I slept for most of it, but was awake long enough to see it was a beautiful drive. The Navajo Bridge at Marble Canyon was stunning. We stopped and took some photos before making our final approach to the Grand Canyon.
We’ve been told the North Rim is gorgeous and I liked how it was lusher
than the South Rim and not as flat. Also, the Grand Canyon Lodge had a great sun deck and cool lodge architecture and lighting. We enjoyed walking out to some of the points to see deep into the Canyon. Many fellow travelers were kind and offered to take pictures of us with the awesome backdrop. The sun had been about to set when we got there, so we made a decision we knew would have a physical cost: we stayed to see it. You have got to see the sunset at the Grand Canyon if you have the opportunity.
The price we paid for being behind
on schedule was our first learning experience of the trip. We had already booked a non-refundable room in Salt Lake City via Hotwire, so we were committed to making it all the way there last night regardless of how tired we were. When we left the Canyon at 8pm the view looked like a painting as the remaining daylight pierced the recently burned, toothpick-like trees of the Kaibab National Forest.
We made it to 89A by nightfall. Driving at night is something I hope to avoid during the trip. My hope was that it wouldn’t be long until we reached Interstate 15 to Salt Lake City. The drive along 89A wasn’t bad as we passed several small towns that had rolled up for the night. We then needed to cut over a mountain ridge on 14 to get to I-15. As soon as we turned, we commented on how the various warning signs were ominous, basically saying, “Ye who pass here shant turn back!” Maybe we should have heeded the warning. This is likely a beautiful daylight drive, but at night was filled with dark edge curves, steep grades, and lots of deer. As we approached I-15, I had been so intently alert for wildlife that I was beginning to brake for bushes on the side of the road.
Sarah was kind enough to take over the drive at the interstate to SLC. She must have been edgy after the mountain drive because I suddenly noticed flashing lights behind us. When the officer didn’t pass us, we pulled over. He asked why in the world we were going 35 mph on a 75 mph freeway. I had no answer. Sarah handled the situation well, even after he told her, “You are so fired.” He eventually let us go without a ticket, after assuring himself we weren’t high. I offered to drive after that but Sarah was the maximum trooper and continued.
At 6am, we arrived at our hotel completely exhausted. Too aggressive; never again. Now, we’ll wait to look for lodging when we arrive in towns so we don’t have to push past fatigue because of a previously reserved room.
The bed was so welcome.
P.S. On our test trip to Washington State, we were able to use the fantastic service of free Wi-Fi at many coffee shops to make plans. It seems many Starbucks now have a deal with T-Mobile where you have to pay a $30 per month fee for access. No more stops at Starbucks. Just as well. We’d rather support independents. They’re just harder to find.
- Randy
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Of course we got a later start yesterday morning than we had planned. We basically stayed up all night finishing projects at the house. Randy and I worked together until about 2:30am, but then I took a (very) short three hour nap so I would have (some) energy to drive the first leg of the trip. Randy never went to sleep.
We finally left the house (in spic and span order) at 9am. We ate breakfast at Bagels, and then Randy slept most of the way to Flagstaff (don’t worry, he wasn’t driving!) where we stopped briefly for gas and continued to the Grand Canyon. My friend Sue from work warned me that the trip in and out of the North Rim is truly an all-day commitment, and she was absolutely right. We didn’t arrive until 5pm, and decided it would be a shame to have come all that way and miss seeing the sun set. So we walked around in order to see the view from various vantage points, took several pictures, and bought coffee to keep us warm (it was really chilly and we were both wearing summer clothes) while we sat on a bench at the rim and watched the sun set.
I love the Grand Canyon. This was my fourth visit, and I am still never able to prepare myself for way it makes me feel. Seeing the canyon is a sort of spiritual and incredibly awe-inspiring event for me every single time. Its vast size and the passage of hundreds of millions of years that it represents puts my life into perspective and has a calming effect on me. I am really glad we took time to make the detour and spend a few hours there.
By the time we left for Salt Lake City it was 8-ish. We naively expected to arrive around midnight… Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Don’t picture me smiling while expressing that “laugh,” because I wasn’t. After not sleeping the night before, another all-nighter was pretty challenging. The drive was SO dark (there didn’t seem to be any signs of civilization for hundreds of miles, except for fact that we were driving on a paved road) and very curvy, so we often wouldn’t see the deer (we probably saw about forty) in the road until we were very close, which of course is unsettling.
Our agreement that Randy would drive to Salt Lake had helped me endure my eight hour drive to the Grand Canyon yesterday. But he was feeling so sick a couple of hours into the drive that it only made sense for me to finish up. We were both fried by the time we got to our hotel this morning! I’ve never been so happy to see a bed.
- Sarah