Last night on the North Rim it hailed. This morning started out with rain then cleared as we hooked the 5th-wheel to the truck. By 9:30 we pulled out of our home space of the last six months and made it to Jacob Lake for breakfast an hour later. It felt very weird for me to follow the RV, although I know it was in very capable hands.
The fall leaves are almost gone and it felt like winter creeping upon the land.
We saw some partly sunny skies for a while past the Vermilion Cliffs.
Then we headed south across the Painted Desert towards the San Francisco Peaks.
I thought we would drive into a devastating storm.
But it didn’t rain too heavy and we made into the Flagstaff KOA a little after 3pm. Sure is noisy here. I’m really not used to city traffic.
Tomorrow I’m going to the South Rim with Ranger Jessica to hear a lecture by renowned Grand Canyon archaeologist Dr. Douglas Schwartz. Just can’t get enough of this place and will be very different looking at the North Rim instead of being there. Saturday we head the rest of the way home.