As we left our camp on the north rim, we waved goodbye to our local deer family.
I thought that I should take a photi of where Duck Soup was set.
As we drove into the park from the east side, we watched the temperature clumb into the high 90s or mid 30s in real measurements.
This is an old 1 mile long tunnel and too small to fit 2 RVs. As a result, you have to wait in lineand tge get to charge RVs $15.
More deers
The narrows is a weird place. More like a busy water park than a hike, one finds lots of people both under and over prepared. From thongs, barefeet and inappropriate shoes, to people who have paid the bucks to be outfitted with colourful shoes and gandolf staffs.
Further up, I toyed with the idea of climbing out but would have ended up miles from anywhere.
