dasmi
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I returned from my road trip to the Grand Canyon last night around 9 PM PST.
We left Friday the 3rd at 11 PM, took 8 east to Yuma, where we stopped at Denny's for coffee. After leaving Denny's, I strapped on my Service Six, and open carried for the remainder of the trip.
From Yuma, we took the 8 to the 85, to the 10, to the 17, to 40, to 64, to 180. Grand Canyon was beautiful. I'd never been before. It took my mind a few moments to process that it was actually THAT big. Simply magnificent. The weather was amazing on the entire trip. I'd never been to northern AZ, and I have to say, you people who live around the 17 and the 40 in the Flagstaff and Williams area are lucky. It is gorgeous up there.
On the return trip, we started to go back the way we came, until I remembered I have an uncle in Prescott. So I called him, and he sent us down the 169 and 69 into Prescott. He has a great place surrounded by pine trees up on a hill. From Prescott, we took 89 down the hill to 71, to 60, to 10, to 95, and back through Yuma to the 8. Driving through endless miles of desert was an experience. There were times we didn't see another car on the highway for ten minutes, and it was the middle of the day.
I was amazed at the sheer variety of landscape in AZ. It's a beautiful state. I'll post some pictures when I get them off the camera.
Now, to keep it gun related, from the time we stopped in Yuma on the way in, until right before we crossed back into California, my revolver was on my right hip, carried openly. No one gave it, or me a second look. I smiled and made eye contact with a Sheriff's deputy and a Highway Patrol officer while getting gas, at 4 AM, and neither of them seemed to notice or care. Even while at rest stops and scenic view points, the other tourist didn't seem to mind.
So in conclusion, we drove nearly 1400 miles, and I was awake for 38 hours straight, without a nap. It was a great trip
We left Friday the 3rd at 11 PM, took 8 east to Yuma, where we stopped at Denny's for coffee. After leaving Denny's, I strapped on my Service Six, and open carried for the remainder of the trip.
From Yuma, we took the 8 to the 85, to the 10, to the 17, to 40, to 64, to 180. Grand Canyon was beautiful. I'd never been before. It took my mind a few moments to process that it was actually THAT big. Simply magnificent. The weather was amazing on the entire trip. I'd never been to northern AZ, and I have to say, you people who live around the 17 and the 40 in the Flagstaff and Williams area are lucky. It is gorgeous up there.
On the return trip, we started to go back the way we came, until I remembered I have an uncle in Prescott. So I called him, and he sent us down the 169 and 69 into Prescott. He has a great place surrounded by pine trees up on a hill. From Prescott, we took 89 down the hill to 71, to 60, to 10, to 95, and back through Yuma to the 8. Driving through endless miles of desert was an experience. There were times we didn't see another car on the highway for ten minutes, and it was the middle of the day.
I was amazed at the sheer variety of landscape in AZ. It's a beautiful state. I'll post some pictures when I get them off the camera.
Now, to keep it gun related, from the time we stopped in Yuma on the way in, until right before we crossed back into California, my revolver was on my right hip, carried openly. No one gave it, or me a second look. I smiled and made eye contact with a Sheriff's deputy and a Highway Patrol officer while getting gas, at 4 AM, and neither of them seemed to notice or care. Even while at rest stops and scenic view points, the other tourist didn't seem to mind.
So in conclusion, we drove nearly 1400 miles, and I was awake for 38 hours straight, without a nap. It was a great trip
