The Peavy Family Blog: The GC Baby

Sometimes your travel plans don’t work out exactly like you hope - apparently, I’m not good at controlling the weather..... (or the timing of spring break). Either way, these are things out of my control. Of course, one can always hope things turn out a bit differently (and if you are me, second guess our travel choices). But, we have our adventure and memories and an experience that is only ours.

We arrived to snow flurries and wind on Thursday evening and headed right for the rim. Little did we know, those were the best views of the canyon we would get (but we were so cold and not dressed appropriately, we left quickly). Marshall and I ran to get pizza for dinner and we had some wine with the Wrights after they arrived later that evening.

On Friday morning, I bundled up and trekked to the rim, as expected, there was not much to see. However, I had the trail to myself and definitely peaceful and beautiful in its own way - no crowds, no noise and a way to be with nature and a vastness you know is there but cannot see.

I got back to the motel and warmed up and dried my socks and made some coffee. We got a late checkout and stopped by the general store for our free coffee/tea and stocked up on candy.

We spent some extra time in the park in the hopes it would clear before we left, but it didn’t happen (it did happen, but we were not sticking around to see it). Our attempts to view the canyon did prove fruitful (compared to seeing the nothingness we had been seeing) and the boys were good sports with our efforts. In a way, our attempts to spot clearings in the cloud became our GC experience and maybe the boys will appreciate what they did see a bit more (or I can tell myself that so I don’t sulk more).

We arrived around 11:00 (lost an hour) at the hotel in Durango) after a very desolate drive through the Navajo Reservation high plains (with some snow and rain thrown in).