Back on the road again we encountered the variety of terrains that make up Arizona. The beautiful evergreen forests near the Grand Canyon quickly turned into seemingly endless desert plains. I swear there are roads that you can drive for 20 minutes on without so much as touching the steering wheel- they are dead straight. The 65 MPH speed limit (on a non-divided highways) helps make the miles go by pretty fast, but not as fast as 75 MPH I-17. *** Somewhere on enroute, we stopped at the "Little Colorado River Gorge". The Little Colorado was nowhere to be found (i.e. dried up) but the gorge was a fairly impressive 800 foot deep crevice- sort of a mini-me Grand Canyon. *** An indian by the name of "Chief Yellow-horse" seems to own the roadside jewelry/trinkets business- sort of an outlet mall for indian crafts I guess. It is amazing how little there is between Grand Canyon and Lake Powell- I thought the midwest was "empty"... at least we have farm fields. In Arizona there was nothing! I wonder who owns all that land? They sure are not using it for much (except to display Chief Yellow-horse's fine wares).
