Friday and Saturday saw rain, cloud and general atmospheric unpleasantness.
Today we hit the road. The skies were blue. The scenery splendid. This is why I’ve come back. A trip down memory lane, yes. A chance to share somewhere magnificent. And at last the weather has come good.
Driving in the heat with Steppenwolf, Born to be Wild playing loudly. It doesn’t get much better. Although Tom Petty’s Running Down a Dream rather captured the spirit.
Bryce Canyon was our main plan for the day and, although I struggled to appreciate it last time I was here it somehow felt better. Looked better. Was better.
An evening of steak and a night in a “luxury cowboy cabin” awaits. And I’m going to enjoy every second of it.