Wrapping up AZ

We left Arizona late Monday morning, taking the same route through Payson and Route 191 across the Navajo Indian reservation. Lately we'd been having bad luck traveling during holiday weekends, mostly because we didn't even know we were traveling on a busy weekend until we were stuck in the middle of it, but this trip we knew ahead of time. We knew we'd be against traffic heading out of metro Phoenix for the weekend, but it was never more obvious how against the majority we were until we hit the mountains in Payson, and the bumper to bumper stream of cars and travel trailers trying to get back to the city.

It probably took those people five hours to do the ninety miles down the mountain.

Since we got a late start most of our drive across the Navajo Reservation was simply, beautifully......illuminated.












For the rest of the picnic pictures, check out Flickr. I wasn't intending to skip over so much of the weekend, but as I type this we're in a hotel outside Rocky Mountain National Park, eager to experience it tomorrow, and I know me: If I didn't get something posted tonight, it'd all be ancient history after the excellenceness that we're sure to behold tomorrow.

Four Corners

After a yummy continental breakfast we were back on the road.


Within minutes we were already in different terrain. While this land is absolutely stunning, it's almost impossible to enjoy physically. It's on the Rez, Navajo Indian Reservation to be exact. The highways are lined with fences in order to keep us out, and their land pristine. It's working.

I just wish I could get a good picture without fence posts.


We have to stop at the Four Corners Monument, even though the last time we were there we were disappointed. We must have forgot. This is the monument, people.


This is me and my spawn on the monument as taken by two boyfriends after I took their picture.


Their picture included the actual monument.

The best part is the Indian Fry Bread, topped with honey. That's why we really stopped. Sightseeing over, time to get to Mesa. Get outta the way, sheep.