Heading home

Passing by Monument Valley

bringing back memories of our visit last year.

We spent the first night in Flagstaff.  It was cold and windy.  Had to break out long pants.  Our second night was in El Centro which was hot and dry.

We're home

This was our longest trip so far.
We were gone 178 nights which is equal to 48.63% of 2016
We had a great time and saw lots of beautiful places.
We drove 10,815 Motorhome miles,
7,387 Jeep miles and took 12,636 pictures.
I wish we have kept track of the miles we hiked because there were a lot on this trip.

A REALLY BIG Thanks to our neighbor Gregg for looking after things at home making it much easier for us while we are gone.

We hit the jackpot and came home with 13 Tye dyed T-shirts for us and 1 as a gift, some Fiesta Dinnerware, a couple bottles of Bourbon along with our"free" Bourbon Trail T-shirts

As you can see we like our dishes as colorful as our shirts.

We found this waiting for us on our kitchen counter

A "treet" from our great niece Makayla

Moab, Utah

Cliffhanger

View from inside

View from outside

Robyn goofing off

Made it

Gemini Bridges Trail

Gooney Bird Rock

View of Gemini Bridges from the bottom

Lunch spot

Top side of Gemini Bridges

Moab Rim Trail

Airing down

The other white jeep

Best lunch spot ever

We all returned in one piece

Hanging out in the Hotel parking lot

Seven Mile Rim here we come

Uranium Arch

Big birds nest

Silver Crack

Monitor and Merrimac here we come

Lunch spot in between Monitor and Merrimac

Burnt Toast rocks

Coming down through Long Canyon

Getting ready for Jax Trax

Going up, up, up

Going down, down, down

Airing back up at the end of Jax's Trax

Dinner at the Blu Pig

Headed out for Metal Masher

8 out of 10 returned in one piece

View of Monitor and Merrimac

Doing bits and pieces of 3 different trails we had to get started early.  6:00 am at the trailhead.
Poison Spider Trail

Sun finally starting to come up

The Poison Spider Trail takes its name from the legend that a little girl named Mary Jane Francis died there from the bite of a poison spider in 1896.  Her grave site is lined with stones, and her name and the dates 1889 to 1896 are clearly carved on a headstone. This memorial has encouraged many to leave a parting tribute – all sorts of “stuff” has accumulated around the grave.  I'm convinced that it's for good luck on the trail.

Down we go

Up we go

Top of Ridgeline

Round and round we go

I am watching you

Crossing the Golden Crack

Lunch time

Jeep Arch

Climbing Waterfall

Dave getting to use his wench

Started to rain just as we were getting off the trail

The gang

Hell's Revenge
Nice sideview mirror shot

Some doing Hell's Gate

Dee doing Mickey's Hot Tub

View down onto the town of Moab

Robyn asked her Mom, Kathy to hold her parking spots for the truck and trailer.  Being a goofball, this was how Kathy figured out to hold 3 parking spots. Put her sweatshirt in one and lay in the other two. Someone from the hotel saw her and reported a person down in the parking lot.  Management came out to check on her.