Vacation, Day 3 took us to Walnut Canyon.
Okay, so a little history: Walnut Canyon National Monument, near Flagstaff, Arizona, was founded by President Woodrow Wilson in 1915. But way prior to that, Indians had discovered the spot and lived there in dwellings they made in the cliffs. Civilizations flourished there from 600-1500 A.D.
I have become very impressed with Indians while on this trip. They were so resourceful, not to mention incredibly agile! They planted crops on top of the cliffs and then would head down to dwellings in the cliff faces. Kind of makes you feel bad for complaining about walking across the parking lot, huh?
You can still see many of the dwellings, although, apparently in the late 1800s it was in vogue to explore ancient places like this and strip them of any “souvenirs” you could carry away. Sadly, these folks messed up a lot of the evidence of the Indians’ lives. And this vandalism was a large part of the reason the area became a national monument.
And then, it was time to again ascend 185 feet to the visitors’ center. Now, sometime during the time we spent on the island, it had become hot. Very hot. I began counting the promised 235 steps up the (hot, sunny) pathway to the top. I wanted to stop, but I just kept going, anticipating the cool air that would greet me.
And, I found out that they lied, because I counted 235 steps, and there were still about 60 more! No fair!
Then, to add insult to injury, I walked into the visitors’ center only to be greeted with – room-temp air. If they had on the AC at all, it must have been set at about 78. Not too refreshing!
So, I had to begin my day by being all hot ‘n sweaty – not something I enjoy.
Looking back, though, other than the sweat, the visit was a positive memory. It wasn’t very crowded there, and it was peaceful and interesting.