This year it was quick and easy to get moved in to the North Rim at Grand Canyon National Park for my ninth summer season. I am so happy that someone else tow the 5th-wheel this year. Saved me the trouble of taking the slide-in truck-camper off and then back on again. It’s kind of a pain. Of course unlike the last eight years, this haul was only 85 miles and about 1 1/2 hours. Previously, from Yarnell, I took two days to go 370 miles, typically stopping in Flagstaff a night or two to stock up on groceries and supplies. I am now 1 1/2 to 2 1/2 hours from shopping again.
By the time Bill arrived at 9am I was pretty much packed. There were things to put in his truck, things to put in my camper, and then at 10 Dan arrived and hooked up to the 5er and we were on the road 15 minutes later. Was very strange to look in my side mirror and see my house behind someone else’s truck. All three vehicles caravanned up the Kaibab Plateau, through the forest and to the North Rim.
Sadly, there is very little snow, only a few patches in the forest. The tiny lakes are full and water stands in a few low places on the meadows. As much as I don’t like cold and snow the Earth needs the moisture. There is a prediction for snow Monday. At the 8200 foot North Rim we often see snow into June.
Morning view
Pulled into Admin at 11am AZ time. My new supervisor Mandi was there and showed me on a map where I had been assigned to park on Dusty Road yet explained there were options. Sure glad of that because my Imax windows would have been backed up almost to another RV. Yuck. Instead I chose #9 Abbey Road. I look out into a forest—no canyon views this year—of my favorite tree, Ponderosa Pine. And I’m less than 1/4 mile from the rim of Transept Canyon.
Dan backed the RV into my new parking place, we got it leveled, then hooked up to electric, water, and sewer, and put the slides out. With a little rearranging, I was home sweet home again. And surprisingly I occasionally have a phone signal anywhere from 1x to 4g. It’s real hit and miss. But better than nothing. I will set up the Wilson booster and hope for improvement.
After dinner Bill, Sasha and I walked to the rim for sunset. The wind blowing in the tree tops sounding like waves crashing on the shore. What a thrill to see golden color over the Widforss Plateau once again.
Yet the cool cold breeze sent us back home where, surprise surprise, we could see the sunset through a very dirty window. Does anyone out there wash windows?
And now I have until Monday morning to settle in.
