I think we just about froze to death last night. I woke up at 2:45 AM and Bailey was shivering. Here we have a one-dog night, and our one dog can't even stay warm. I had to tuck her under the blankets with me. Isn't that a sign to pack up and head to a warm hotel bed? Around 5:45, we finally decided we weren't going to be able to get back to sleep again, so we got up and went and watched the sun rise over the canyon. Several other people were already up and about watching the sunrise as well, but I was the only one toting a wool blanket to keep warm. Does that mean I'm weaker, or just more intelligent? I'll go with the latter. The light into the canyon from the sun was really pretty. It casts such interesting shadows and brings out a very orange color in the canyon walls.
We ended up looking at Lake Powell again, except we were in Arizona on the very south end of it. We stopped in Page, Arizona to get groceries and also took a mile and a half hike to Horseshoe Bend. It was hot! The river has cut out a huge gorge and left the canyon wall standing in a horseshoe shape. Looked kind of like a smaller version of Goosenecks state park.
Next stop: Grand Canyon.
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