Yesterday I was planning to go to the Painted Desert.
On the way I passed the road that leads to the north rim of the Grand Canyon. I’ve only been to the south rim.
So I detoured.
It was beautiful, peaceful and serene.
It was too late for me to get back on those desert roads in the dark.
Signs said the campground was full and that I mustn’t sleep in my car.
The lodge had a beautiful view of the canyon, and I really wanted to do breakfast there.
So I took a short hike to a viewpoint to watch the sunset.
A little rock scramble, zillions of photos, and off to the campground.
An available spot!
I drove around and couldn’t figure out the campsite in the dark, so I went back to the office to ask.
It was dark.
Sign said no vacancy. Ranger back in the morning.
I must have gotten the very last campsite!
So now you get this picture of my breakfast view.
I am blessed.