Nothing ever goes according to plan, sometimes major changes, some minor but so far they always end up being a good thing. The plan was to drive to the Black Canyon of the Gunnison south rim, check it out, then stop in Montrose for the night. Well, there was a detour for construction that took us around the canyon to the north rim adding a couple of hours to the trip. The detour had us driving on the side of a mountain for most of the trip, and we’re both a little leery of heights to say the least. Our conversation often goes something like this:
Jo: Dan, let’s go on vacation. How do you feel about heights?
Dan: Vacation sounds great! I’m not really a fan of heights.
Jo: Neither am I. How do you feel about mountains and canyons?
Dan: Sounds good. Let’s go!
We found out why not many people go to the North Rim. It’s a pain to get to, you have to drive 11 miles into nowhere, and the last six are on a really rough gravel road. There are a few camp sights, but other than that it’s solitude and silence. We took a few photos then drove to Montrose, Colorado.
Jo & Dan's Travels 