I have not been the best at updating the blog and the videos and posts are actually about a month or more old by the time I have gotten around to splicing all the footage together and posting it on the net. And the people who host this
blogspot website have been giving me trouble over the size of the videos I am loading online. So I apologize...
In other news... I am back in Milton. One hundred and eighteen days later, 10,297 miles later. The road trip ends. I had a great time, but unfortunately I didn't take much footage from San Fran on so there won't be any videos. After leaving San Francisco I headed to Yosemite National Park. I camped there for a few days with four French women- only one of which had ever been camping before. I must say it was a very memorable camping trip. And
Yosemitie looked great too. We did some hiking and caught the waterfalls and even saw some bears. The girls loved it.
From Yosemite I traveled to Los Angeles and hung out with my friend Faustine and an old friend Chris from
Gainesville. LA is a crazy place-I'm not sure its the city for me, but you can get anything you want in LA (as long as you are willing to sit in 2 hrs worth of traffic to get there). One of the things that bothered me about LA was the amount of homeless people roaming the streets, but I better suck it up and realize that where I am heading is going to have a thousand times more poverty and despair than Southern Cal. All in all LA is cool and beautiful and it's nice to have the sun and the beaches, but the people there are a little too cool for their own good. Everyone was complaining about how hard it was to make friends there and I understand why when you have to spend 2 hrs every day in a car by yourself stuck in traffic. Doesn't leave too much free time after work and everything else.
From Los Angeles, Faustine and I drove across the desert midday in 110 F heat towards Los Vegas. This was a brutal drive. Even with the windows down, 110 F feels like hell. But its a dry heat... yeah sure it was still too damn hot. It was my first trip to Sin City and I thoroughly enjoyed it however we could only stay for about 36 hours. We stayed in a nice room at the
Luxor Resort. We went out and partied on the strip and we also did some shopping and wandering around on
Vegas's Old Strip. Its a very cool place to visit and I would love to go back. We were super cheap in Vegas and we didn't have enough time to catch any shows. In fact, neither of us even spent a single dollar gambling.
We rolled out of Vegas and crossed more desert on our way to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. The scenery in this part of the country is just breathtaking. The North Rim of the Grand Canyon is considerably less traveled and has a lot less tourists. It is only about 15 miles to the South Rim, but the drive takes several hours as you have to go all the way around the Grand Canyon to get there- probably 200 miles. We saw some beautiful sunsets and did some quick, but hot, hikes around the canyon. There were hundreds of mule deer around at night. It was almost dangerous to drive at night because there were so many deer near the road.
After two days at the Grand Canyon the two of us drove to meet my father and my uncle in Page, AZ, a city situated near Glen Canyon Dam and the vast Lake Powell. This man made reservoir is a fisherman and boater's paradise and my father and his brother had already been there for several days fishing by the time we arrived. They met us in the morning and took us on a very cool hike. We traveled far up into a canyon via boat and then abandoned ship and started hiking. The canyon was extremely narrow and the colors and contours of the rock are mesmerizing in the cloudless sun. Words could never describe the way the narrow canyon twisted and turned in orange and yellow waves. We saw a beaver and some small beaver dams along the way. On the return trip in the boat the engine broke down. This was not good, but fortunately the boat had a small back up engine. What should have taken us 45 minutes ended up taking about 6 hours. It was well after midnight before we got the boat on the trailer and out of the water. It was a long, hot, sun beaten day, but the only casualty seemed to be the boat motor- we made it outta there no problem.
From Page we drove to Canyon De
Chelly National Park. In this park are the remains of Native American civilizations.... there are paintings and cliff dwelling everywhere. It seems that thousands of years ago a prehistoric civilizations lived among the steep cliffs and even made permanent settlements at the base of these cliff and sometimes even high up on their rocky faces. Its really impressive to see the structures perched in the rocky cliffs, kinda reminds me of an eagles nest. The whole of this part of the country is the Navajo Nation. The Navajo Nation is its own country within the US. Everyone was an Indian and it was very interesting to see their unique, and beautiful faces. Such proud and interesting people, it is sad to see what generations of growing up on reservations and repressive US policies have done to these people. We weren't able to spend long here and that night we drove on to Albuquerque.
In Albuquerque we did some shopping and checked out a lot of art. We were feeling a little burned out from all the traveling so we took a nice relaxed day to wander around the city and plan our next move. One of my personal favorites in this city was the Rattlesnake Museum. It was a small placed but stocked up with real live rattlesnakes and venomous snakes from around the world. I got to see one of the workers fed a snake a rat and I thought that was pretty cool, but some people may not share my enthusiasm for life and death in such plain view. There was an amazing We didn't stay long and left after just one night driving south through Roswell (where I got some cool stickers) and on to Carlsbad Caverns.
Carlsbad Caverns was in the middle of the desert. Above ground is barren, but below ground and entire new world opens up. Faustine especially loved the caverns and was awestruck with the size of this cave system. We took a self-guided tour through the cave and it took us probably about 3 hours to do the entire cave. Far, far below the Earth's surface exists a gigantic 600,000 sq. ft. room. This cave room could hold something like 16 football fields. It was huge and was the largest cave in the western hemisphere. The stalactites, stalagmites, and limestone columns form phantasmal shapes and the dark can play tricks on your eyes. If you ever in this part of the county, this is not to be missed.
We left Carlsbad Caverns and then started our long, hot, boring, dusty drive across Texas. Hours and hours later we stopped for the night in San Antonio. In the morning we witnessed the Alamo,
sweated like crazy, and then cooled off with some drinks at the San Antonio
Riverwalk. We were in fast forward mode and had to get to Houston so shortly thereafter we left and drove to Houston. The reason we didn't take more time crossing this part of the country is because Faustine had to catch a flight out of Houston, which was fast approaching.
We arrived in Houston and I spent some time with my old buddy Raymond. He and his girlfriend have a very nice apartment in a very nice part of Houston and I really appreciated the air conditioning. I liked some of the zany stuff in Houston. After saying goodbye to Faustine I saw some good films, some good art museums, and caught some strange folk art expositions (one guy covered his entire house and yard with beer cans over 3 decades and another guy built a "circus" dedicated to the citrus fruit the orange). Houston was great and I would like to go back, maybe when it is a little less hot though.
Upon leaving Houston I drove to New Orleans, LA. That night I camped in the bayou in the back of the truck and had the worst night of sleep of the entire trip. It was so hot and humid and there were tons of mosquitoes that somehow got into the back of the truck. At one point in the night a police officer woke me up while he was running my tags through his radio. He was surprised to see me sleeping in the back, but I was able to convince him I wasn't causing any trouble an he let me be. In the morning I felt like garbage, but traveled into New Orleans to get some good food before making the drive back to Milton. I had a
mufalata at my favorite New Orleans Po Boy shop and that sandwich made my day a little bit sweeter! I also stopped by Reverend Zombies Voodoo Shop and picked up some good luck charms and things to protect me in India.
That afternoon I drove back to Milton and arrived in one piece. I had a blast on this trip and I am so thankful that the truck ran flawlessly and I didn't really have any trouble or a bad time at all. I am so lucky and nothing bad happened to me at all! Something that I learned along the way... the more I see, the less I know.