Today's agenda, the painted desert and the petrified forest. The girls were a bit over me and my camera today, so I played landscape photographer. Ansley pulled out her little camera for some too. She says when she grows up, she wants to be a 'kuhtographer' like me. Love that. The desert and petrified trees were amazing.
Indian drawings on the rocks. They had several members of local tribes there talking with park guides. Seems after all these years, they're still trying to decipher the drawings. The girls particularly liked the three little deer on the right rock.
Mid-way through the park, there's a marker where route 66 used to run right through it. There's an old car there, and in the background where you see the power poles, those were the originals along the route. And yes, a friendly alien had to join us.
We found a great stopping point with trails through the petrified forest. Amazingly beautiful trees now harder than rocks. Many sit exactly where they fell hundreds of years ago.
One of my favorite parts of the day? As we left the park and hopped onto a portion of what is remaining of route 66, what did we happen to see?! The world famous Wigwam Motel!! I always joked with Alan that when we took this trip I wanted to see all the quirky sites along with the big stuff. And this was always one of the places I'd reference. So to happen upon it had me hopping up and down begging him to stop. If the girls had been in a better mood I totally would have made them come out for photos. But I had a feeling it would have been a begging/pleading/yelling scenario to get any decent photos out of them. So I ventured out of the rv by my lonesome. How fun is this place?!