Bishop and Death Valley
After heading out of Yosemite, we camped at Bishop for the night. A lot of stops on this trip are to break up the drive times – we done no nighttime driving and always stayed somewhere which meant we were always somewhat rested for the days ahead.
Driving through Death Valley is something that wasn’t on my bucket list before but is something I would add to anyone’s. It was around 45ºc when we went which our tour guide remarked “wasn’t even that bad” as they had driven through when it was 55ºc a few weeks before. We stopped and explored for around half an hour but any longer and I think we would have gained a few empty seats in the van…
We walked to see the sand mountains and if you do the same:
PLEASE TAKE WATER.
I almost fainted around this part and it was not fun. Good thing we had Vegas coming up…
So it all got a bit messy in Vegas as expected and this is one of my few surviving photographs. Dancing on beds in the clubs, getting married outside the Little White Chapel, making some money on the stripper poles in the party van and most importantly for me, getting a new pair of glasses in one hour for £180, some good food, a bed actually inside a hotel rather than a campsite and seeing a good ol’ show (a few of us saw Zumanity but there was heaps to see and at least two people going to each show from the group), Vegas very much delivered.
Since I went to Florida as a 13 year old, Route 66 has been a dream of mine which got thrown into reality on this trip. You’re only on it for a bit, but it’s enough. We went to the local favourite of Snow Cap Burgers, which is eccentric to say the least.
We drove onto Grand Canyon and done a quick walk of the rim before eating some pizza (a rare treat) back at camp.
The next day was a more intense hike for most of the group – they completed the Bright Angel trail which takes you 12 miles into the bottom of the Canyon. I’m not an experienced hiker, or exerciser really, so rather than passing out I thought I’d play it safe. I wasn’t alone, three other ladies joined me although one of their reasons was because they cut open their knee running up escalators the wrong way in Vegas. No comment as to whether I was behind her, following her lead.
Continued in Monument Valley to Carlsbad Caverns!