When I was 20, my then-husband and I drove from Colorado to California in a Volkswagen bus. One moonless night, we stopped at the end of a dirt road, laid our sleeping bags out on the ground, and went to sleep. When we woke the next morning, we were about 3 feet from the edge of a sheer cliff overlooking this:
Although the experience made a (very) big impression, I never knew where I was that night until last year, when I saw a picture on a travel blog. It’s Horseshoe Bend in Page, Arizona, and I took that photo today. The site is now a popular tourist attraction, with a grown-up parking lot, a $10 entrance fee, and a mile-long, paved trail to an overlook with a railing. No camping allowed! Horseshoe Bend is more domesticated, but as breathtaking as it was 47 years ago.
There are other reasons to spend a night in Page. The town itself is (very) nothing special but it’s on the way to a lot of special, including Bryce Canyon, Zion, Lake Powell, Monument Valley, and the Grand Canyon. It also had the only appointment I could find in three states for my first Covid vaccine. At the local Safeway. Woo hoo!Next stop: not exactly sure.