FIRST SNOW

I thought this was my last group but that crisis was averted.

The group was pretty much NOT memorable but they didn't give me any trouble and the day went smoothly...
Of course my best passenger was ...

Indra, who is at the top of her fourth grade class in Perth, Australia. She took notes for the report she has to right when the gets home. North of Flagstaff, I gave her some of our lava rocks to take back to her school librarian and we found a fossil imprint of a deciduous leaf in the painted desert.

Ron is a district sales manager for Pepsi in Maryland He's blames President Obama because people drink less Pepsi in Maryland than they did before he became President. (I don't make this stuff up.)

Between them, he and his wife smoke three packs a day.

Dan and Sherry from Columbus. He refuses to vote because "they're all alike".

The confused cirrus clouds in Sedona were ominous. It looked like the weather service was going to be right this time.

The Hualapai Indians live west of Grand Canyon. They live between Flagstaff and Nevada, about 250 miles from Grand Canyon Park.

They call their home, "Grand Canyon West" and they've built some kind of a plexiglass contraption over their canyon to sell tourists tickets. It's not really Grand Canyon.

By the time we got to Cameron, Navajo Nation, the wind was howling. The Navajo have 37 different words for "wind". This is one I had not yet experienced. The air ran like it was running away from something frightening. The air stampeded past me.

Canyon and Hopi Watchtower at Desert View.

Rob, an electrician from Edmonton, and I both wish we had coats. Hell, he would have been satisfied with socks!

The snow didn't actually start till I already dropped them at Grand Canyon Village and went to take my nap. When I picked them up and hour later, they said that snow at one point blocked their view.

But I was asleep - who cares.