Our plans are to make Bryce Canyon and Mount Zion National Parks and on into Las Vegas today.
Since it is Memorial Weekend, the line to get into Bryce Canyon is unbelievable.
I guess some people just don't like to wait their turn.
A man drove into line that had closed and the nice Park Ranger got in front of his car and had him back up.
It was the funniest thing I have seen in a long time.
The ranger asked the man if he had any idea what those orange cones were for!!!!
The man was also instructed to go to the back of the line.
Made my heart feel good.
It's now our turn to pay, and the park ranger ask if anyone was 62 or older...
Well, yes...I am sir.
I got my official National Park card for the discounted price of $10, and now belong (according to the park ranger) to the Geezerette Club.
He was very jolly, and made the whole experience of being old, not so bad!
Allen was next and since he is the same age, he also got a discounted card.
When we finally stopped, he gave me a fist pump and welcomed me to the Geezer, Geezerette club.
The area was swarming with people and cars, and we finally found a place to park by the RV parking.
The usual photo ops were taken.
A very nice gentleman asked if we wanted a group picture.
Sure we did, and thanked him for asking.
We really didn't stay too long but was about to get the pictures to say we had been there.
As we make our way back to the bikes, there is a couple with their small children looking at the bikes.
They are in the rental RV that we are parked next to.
Seems they are here for three weeks from Sweden.
Their broken English was a treat to listen to, and their questions about our motor bikes were even more interesting.
The man was wondering what we carried in our trailer.
He asked if that was where the children sat!!! LOL
Enjoyed visiting with them, but we have some miles to make, so we had to get on the road.
On to Mount Zion, and my Geezerette card got us into the park for free..
I can't say enough about this area.
|Happy Rider Doreen!!!|
The tunnels were great as well, but the one that amazed us the most, was the one that seems like it last
forever as you make your way through the mountain.
I for one was very impressed with Zion.
The weather is beginning to get warmer as we make our way to Hurricane Utah, we make a stop and shed some coats.
I think at this point in the trip, we are finished with our warm clothes...from here on out, we are going to be warm and even HOT!!!
We cross into Arizona and make our final gas stop.
Doreen, Allen and Brandon will be going to spend some family time with Allen's uncle that lives in Las Vegas.
Chuck and I on the other hand will be going to the Strip.
I keep remembering how cold we had been the last couple of days, as the heat just continues to build.
Chuck & I get in the worst traffic as we make our way down the strip.
The rooms are ridiculous in prices due to the holiday weekend and long story short, we just aren't going to pay it.
A room that is $60 normally is now over $300.
That's just crazy, so we go to plan "B".
We find a very nice Holiday Inn Express about 6 miles away from the Strip and finally by 9pm, we are in our room.
You have to understand we hit Vegas around 6pm....
And I almost forgot....as we sat in this traffic on the Strip, our bike lunges forward, and Chuck says "that guy just hit the back of our trailer"....I said "are you sure? It felt like we had gone over a manhole"....Chuck say, "I could see the passenger telling him to STOP, STOP, STOP"....so the next time we stopped, I got off the bike and hurriedly checked the trailer. It looked fine to me, but just to safe guard, as the guys went around us, I took a pic of their tag number. They didn't even wave, or even attempt to get out of their car to see if it was OK.
Enough excitement for this day, and I am tired and sweaty.
Time to take a shower and get some rest.