Picture the scene, you’ve spent the day hiking the Grand Canyon rim (a leisurely 18 miles, fraught with the dangers of French people who spread out across the path and expect you to jump off the edge so they needn’t move and oversized American women who block your way, apologise for doing so but still don’t move, grrrr) , come back, had a BBQ and seared a steer, then the marshmallow munchy monster comes along and starts toasting on the embers of your fire.
A really nice day topped of with alcohol and star gazing.
Tomorrow we will chance the ensuite shower in the RV. Consider that the lav is a 3 foot square box with a shower tray attached and we are on a slope, I imagine balancing with 1 foot in the toilet.
And we have the daily poop trap emptying to do (something slightly disturbing about attaching the hose and releasing the waste then hearing it all run down the pipe). PS you can’t leave the hose attached in the Canyon since the ravens peck through to eat whatever is inside, YUCK!
Hurrah we made it to the Grand Canyon at an average speed of 50mph. On the 12th Oct we sat and watched the sunset at 6.01pm before heading back to the Foggymobile for home cooked spagbol.
So early start this am, up at 7, shower at the superb Blake Ranch, breakfast and then the unhook process, turning the tap to release the “black” toilet waste and it was quite clear by the sound and the volumes that it had not been emptied when we got it, either that or several large creatures were flushed away.
Here in deepest darkest Kingman Arizona, the search continues for the highly illusive Duvet Monster. Last spotted curled up in a ball wrapped in a sleeping bag and snoring loudly.
So this is the 28 foot behemoth we collected today from Cruise America in Vegas.
Well helloooo there! We picked up our 28 foot RV this afternoon after being made to watch an hour long vid explaining all the things about the RV. Yawn. So we picked up the monster and started the drive to Kingman, a comfortable cruise of around 2 hrs- or so it should be at around 65mph. Ah, but in a rattling bucket of an RV which has a top speed of 60ish (65 downhill!!), it takes hours and hours. Imagine trying to drive a removals truck with all your stuff just rolling around and you’ll get the picture.
How cool is this? Lunch from the Top of The World restaurant at the Stratosphere. We thought it would be a small mortgage to eat there but we were pleasantly surprised- we only needed a bank loan!
So after a long long kip the Mrs decided to take me for lunch at “top of the world” restaurant at the Stratosphere which revolves and takes 1hr 22mins to do a complete circuit, so we had lunch for that exact amount of time.
The view from our room at the Bellagio across the fountains. Looks like Mrs Foggy done us proud with her planning yet again.
Sat here at Gatport Airwick waiting for our flight now, customer service UK style as always stinks, but hey we are on our way to two weeks of fun, Vegas, The Grand Canyon and Roswell New Mexico.