I left Arizona on Sunday, half-safe after my first Covid shot, and headed east to Monument Valley in Southern Utah. If you haven’t been to Monument Valley, you’ve probably seen it in films. It was first featured in “Stagecoach,” 1939, with John Wayne. Since then, the Valley’s spectacular sandstone formations have been the setting for more than a dozen classics, including “Thelma and Louise” and “Forest Gump.”
The best way to see Monument Valley is to visit a park that belongs to the Navajo Nation, now closed because of the pandemic. But I learned that Goulding’s Lodge provides tours outside the park about what’s inside, so I booked a room there and reserved a spot on the tour. Goulding’s has been in the Monument Valley for almost 100 years. The view from my hotel room was timeless.
I chose the sunset tour to avoid riding on the back of a flat bed truck the next morning, when the temperatures would be in the mid-30s. Our tour guide, Leon, took us to some out-of-the-way places and shared stories about the history of the Valley, like how Metallica filmed “I Disappear” on top of a sandstone butte that’s barely big enough for a drum set. Leon is Navajo and talked about how his community has struggled to retain its religion, language, and relationship with the earth. He worked in the Texas oil fields for many years because there are so few jobs on the reservation. During those years, Leon didn’t see his children very often, but he wouldn’t move them from the reservation to Texas because he wanted them to know their Navajo traditions. When the children became adults, they left for Salt Lake City and Denver, but Leon is proud that they took their Navajo culture with them.
After my tour of Monument Valley, I drove 20 miles to Mexican Hat, a much-loved rock formation near the San Juan River. Locals say the rock is what’s left of a young Mexican who was courting the wife of a Navajo medicine man. I joined a couple of people staring at the rock in silence, which was enough.
The Navajo reservation is the only place I’ve visited in Arizona or Utah (or California for that matter) with a very obvious campaign to promote public health. Masks are never optional. Posters and billboards describe safety rules in English and Navajo. A greeter aims a thermometer gun at you at the door of the grocery store. I assume this vigilance reflects the community’s strong cultural identity and the losses the community has so far suffered. Medical care is not taken for granted on the reservation, where services may be dozens or hundreds of miles away. Making matters more urgent, many are skeptical about the vaccine. The Navajo have plenty of reasons to distrust the US government. https://www.npr.org/2020/12/21/948873771/native-americans-express-skepticism-over-covid-19-vaccine
I left Monument Valley sooner than I might have, hoping to beat the storm moving into the Southwest. On my way back to Arizona, I saw a few of the dozens of reservation murals depicting some aspect of Navajo culture….
…And reminding us that the struggle isn’t over.
Driving across the vast expanse of the Navajo reservation’s Painted Desert reminded me how I am alone on this journey. The feeling was different from the one I got driving through California’s Mohave Desert, which, if it were a noise, would be an echo. The desert of the Navajo Nation is a bird song. It’s not a place of loneliness but of solitude, full of the Navajo spirit. Every rock and hill has a name and a story. As Leon says, it’s all connected and a part of something bigger.
that sense of the land and a story connected with every natural land formation is also true in Hawaii
keep your travel and stories coming..I love them and you
Thank you Judith! I would love to learn more about Hawaii. xoxox
Traveling through the lands of native Americans with you more than three decades ago left an indelible imprint upon my heart and mind. I need to return there with whatever wisdom and knowledge I have picked up during the intervening years to see, hear and feel once again the sense of place which you beautifully picture and describe.
It’s true that nothing is the same after 30 or 40 years. I almost skipped Zion because I’d seen it. That would have been a mistake!
I loved reading this, Kim, and seeing the photos. Reading your blog is almost like becoming an armchair traveler! The Native American reservations are also still closed here in Washington state. I hope everybody gets their vaccines as soon as possible.
Thanks Wendy. I am enjoying writing about travel again! xoxox
This was a lovely episode to read as your see, feel, and channel culture, land, and time.
P.s. a few years ago we drove from Sedona through the painted desert to Canyon de Chelly on Navajo land. We got a tour to see the cliffs and remnants of villages, with the elders and children now living outside the canyon in commercial zones, and the young adults having gone off fo find their ways. It surely is land and history well worth experiencing.
Hi Jeanne, I will check out Canyon de Chelly! Right now it is closed, like all Navajo parks, but maybe by the time I make my way back. Hoping to see Antelope Canyon as well, which is also on Navajo land.
I love travelling with you; company to your solitude.
Thank you. I write this blog for friends and family so it’s especially nice to have strangers become like friends and family.
Exactly! Maybe one day we can be friends in person 🙂
Your have a nice blog, congratulations 👍
Thanks very much!
welcome dear friend 🌹
Thank you for taking us with your on this beautiful journey. It is just what we need during the pandemic times. We are isolated in our homes and yearn for the time when we experience other places. Other cultures. Cheers Virginia
Thank you Virginia. It is my great privilege to be on the road. Kim