Heading west to the Grand Canyon!
Well, we are on the road again and man does that feel oh so terribly terribly wonderful! After swooping Ciarra up in Dallas we began the first leg of our trip to Alaska. Main focus for this leg was Cadillac Ranch and the Grand Canyon!And there is just something about heading west that just really tickles my fancy, ya feel me?
First stop, Cadillac Ranch.
Right outside of Amarillo, TX is a unique art installation that just makes me giggle. It’s literally a bunch of Cadillac’s half buried in the ground covered in spray paint. The art installation was a project of Ant Farm, an architecture group based out of San Francisco with a heavy influence from the free speech movement in the 1960s and 70s.
The stop off is worth it if you’re ever cruising I40. We even found some left over spray paint cans to add a little of our own love to the installation.
*if you do decide to bring your own spray paint (or anything else) be sure to pack it our when you leave. It seems like the trend is to bring paint and leave them for others to use as well but then no one takes the empties. As it’s an installation with no needed maintenance, there no clean up crew other then you and I.
Second stop, Grand Canyon.
We fell in love with Flagstaff last year when we stopped by on our drive from Southern California to Moab. The town itself is adorable and uber trendy. Full of that love for local mentality and it’s the perfect stop off when a venture to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon is due.
A dinner at Flagstaff Brewing Company sent us into a very good place as we got our things ready to head towards the entrance to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. We didn’t plan this part out so well, but we can sleep in our van so we thought maybe we could just enter the park reallllllllly early and sleep for a couple hours to wake up at sunrise and walk out to the nearest viewpoint.
Wrong. We cruised in. A park range pulled us over real quick in regards to our broken taillight. Ugh. We had red tape covering it but I guess some of it had blown off exposing a bit of the light bulb. Whoops. The park ranger proceed to scope out our van (a bit aggressively) through the windows as he walked up to talk to us. We weren’t carrying anything illegal, but when someone sees a van with a bed laid out in the back, flow toys, costumes galore, and two ladies in their twenties, sometimes people like to assume things.
The only time we’ve ever been pulled over in Betsy the Van was that situation in the Grand Canyon. What even. All went well after some stern talking to and we slept outside the park to return a few hours later to hit sunrise dressed as a ram and a ninja turtle. Not an awful turnout, but a slightly obnoxious one.
Anyway, sunrise was gorgeous. The sky was incredibly clear and I can barely even remember the last time I visited the Grand Canyon with my parents about 15 years ago. So, it kind of felt like the very first time all over again. We wandered all cozy in our onesies during the very brisk morning, trying out the GoPro Hero 4 that I had just bought on a bit of a whim (no regrets so far). Lots of compliments on our outfits as well. And damn, what a way to start a day!