Saturday, March 22nd
The two youngest swim in the pool until
checkout time. The two oldest and their dad pack up. I, again, am the
designated lifeguard. I take the responsibility seriously and find a lounge
chair right next to the pool. It is a
shame to leave this heat wave but it is time to drive to Page. I do nothing in
the car but watch the landscape. The oldest is driving and finding it quite a
privilege. He narrates the trip for me. We arrive in Page just before dusk and
jump on the mountain bikes for a quick ride on The Rim Trail. Rim definition:
The upper or outer edge of an object. We are on top of a mesa and riding the
edge. This ride is a bust as I am a chicken, I am cold and the sun is down. The
temperature is only 40 degrees. This is no heat wave. I spend the evening doing
strategic research on Antelope Canyon. Wikipedia defines it as the most
photographed and most visited canyon in the American Southwest.
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