Monument Valley

Spring break for me is now over and I am back in Florida. I had good intentions to blog our road trip using my husband’s laptop but forgot my blog password. I just drew a complete blank on that, so I gave up. After flying to Tucson and spending a couple of days seeing my sister and some friends, we started driving to Arizona’s Monument Valley area last Monday morning.

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By 11 a.m., we found ourselves in a pretty bad storm near Flagstaff. We watched in horror as cars and trucks slid, jack-knifed, and otherwise involuntarily slid dangerously in directions they did not want to go as the roads turned to ice. In a brief span of time, we saw seven accidents and decided maybe it would be best to turn around and go home.

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However, they closed the road behind us and then closed the road ahead of us. We ended up trying a round-about route to get away from the storm and continue to our first night’s destination. This photo depicts ice building on our windshield.

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After driving 50 miles on an obscure Bureau of Indian Affairs dirt road, we finally managed to wend our way to our hotel in Monument Valley ahead of the storm we just bypassed. You can see snow in the distance behind some of the rock monuments.

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Here is what we saw outside our hotel window the next morning. Although the weather was brutally cold, the snow makes the gorgeous valley seem even more magical.