7 June 2024 – Trip day 68
As part of our refactor of the trip due to repairs in Tucson, I added a stop for a few days at Holbrook, AZ which is right next to the Petrified Forest National Park.
We stopped in at the visitor center for the kids to turn in their books – we had printed them out ahead of time.

There must have been some remodeling or something going on, as the visitor center was very small, mostly just a store with a couple of volunteers working a card table handing out information. The main door entrance was very narrow – so narrow we could not get the wagon through. We had to take the wagon around the side of the building to the accessible entrance and come in that way.
Randal enjoyed exploring the store. There were some stuffed animals and puzzles he was all about grabbing.
Evan turns in his book to get his badge. He had a little attitude about completing it, but he did eventually finish it under threat of us leaving and him not being able to turn it in.
The crew posing on a petrified tree laid out in front of the visitor center building.
The biggest attraction of the park was a scenic drive.

As we embarked on the scenic drive, of 22 miles or so, we were greeted with sweeping vistas of the various geologic formations in the Monument.
A little ways into the drive, we arrived at the ruins of a village that was occupied around the time of the other pueblo settlements.
There were numerous petroglyphs present at the site as well.


Although the clouds came in and helped cool us off a bit, it was still plenty hot.
Free baby!
I have video of the scenic drive which I will edit together later, capturing the scenery.
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All of the parking was paid parking. There was quite the view of the valley below from the lot.
Keeping in character with the boom town history, there were a number of shops on theme.
We had lunch at the Bordello, now serving lunch and drinks as opposed to other forms of entertainment.
A hungry Randal nibbles on Arya’s hands while the kids wait for their food. After a decent lunch, we returned to the campground and the kids went swimming.
Randal hits the bottle one last time before bedtime.
We drove to the South Rim visitor center at the
We sat out on the rocks and ate lunch and the kids worked on their books. It was a 2 hour drive one way from the campsite to the Visitor Center.
Carl the Fat Squirrel was checking us out. He wasn’t shy and was ready to get any scraps that he could.
A pair of Ravens were also checking us out, hopeful for some morsels that Carl didn’t get.
After lunch and doing their books, we took the short walk up to the observation area. It was very hot there, and any of the other hikes were out of the question for us with the kids.
The observation decks were moderately busy but we did get some nice views of the Grand Canyon.
Wondering if they could climb down the canyon sides…
A brief glimpse of the Colorado River was all that we could see.
We took the scenic drive around the South Rim and got some nice views at sunset. Here, you can see the Colorado River reflecting the sunlight.
We got to the 
Meagan and I tag-teamed the visit. I took Ducky to go check it out and had a nice view of the sunset over the Canyon.

Like many other sites in the Southwest, there were several iterations of expansions until its abandonment.


Alan and kids at the structure.
We were able to print out the kids’ Junior Ranger Books at the RV and they worked on them and were able to quickly turn in their books when we arrived. This is one of the smaller National Monuments. The structure was a short walk from the visitor center.
Meagan and I tag teamed this one, as Randal was sleeping and one does not dare disrupt a sleeping baby.
The kids pose in front of the ‘castle’ – a series of cliff houses built along the cliff face.
After Meagan and the kids walked through, I took a short walk through the visitor center and along the trail. In the museum portion of the visitor center, they had a timeline showing comparative development of the Sinagua [without water] compared to Europe. It was interesting to note that the peak of this culture building mud huts coincided with the completion of the Notre Dame Cathedral in France.
A cut away view of the cliff dwellings.
We mailed off some postcards from
However, as we got close to the visitor center, we encountered stand still traffic that took us another hour or so to go the last two miles to the visitor center. When we got to the visitor center, there were only a couple other people there. It was all traffic headed south to Mexico.
We had the run of the place and the kids promptly got to work on their Junior Ranger books.
Ducky was exploring the museum as well and generally trying his best to run amok!
Jarek looks over the model of the park while Evan adjusts his vest
Dad on duty wrangling the babies!
We went out to do the short nature walk around the visitor center. We saw a number of neat saguaro cacti.
Evan poses in front of an
A pair of saguaros are dueling with one arm tied behind their backs!
Back at the visitor center, the kids turned in their books and received their badges.
A happy Randal back at the AirBnB enjoys dinner after a long day on the road!
We drove down to Coronado National Monument, about 2 hours from our Air BnB in Tucson.
While the kids worked on their Junior Ranger books, we hung out by their observation window. They had some chairs set up by a water feature. We were graced with some deer that came up to the watering hole.
Randal was very interested in the Day of the Dead display at the Visitor Center.
Ducky explored the touch and feel science station while Jarek worked on his book.
After completing their books, they received their Junior Ranger badges! Meagan and Randal looked at post cards.

We passed a cool rock formation that the kids thought looked like a lion, I thought it might be a Sabertoothed Rock!
Evan poses by the entrance to the cave.
To enter the cave, you need gloves and lights. Properly equipped, we began our descent into the cave. The entrance is a fairly steep slope covered in boulders.
I worked my way down with a sleeping Duck while the kids waited at the bottom of the incline.



We were rewarded with a beautiful view of the valley as we descended through the sunset.
Back at the bottom. Ducky was a bit grumpy, and Randal was out.
Back at the AirBNB, Duck and Randal were both out for the count!
A Mexican Jay gets a drink from the drinking fountain. We got to the visitor center in the afternoon after an hour and half drive.
The visitor center was a smaller one with a small museum. The kids got to work on their books.
The hardest part of getting their books done is distracting Garrett and Randal.
Jarek and Evan interview the Ranger as part of their book.
Books complete, they receive their badges!
Garrett loves to push buttons. He was very entertained by this display, as long as he got to push the buttons.

The mountains are referred to as ‘sky islands’ because of their elevation, they get more moisture than the surrounding desert. The wildlife isn’t able to move between the mountains due to the lack of water in the desert below. Fort Bowie is approximately 30 miles away in the picture, in the distant mountain range.
I have a video of the scenic drive up to Massai Point which I hope to put together soon!
The kids got rocks and were making petroglyphs.

I came up on this guy riding his bike on the road. Daring soul, on a two lane road.
I arrived without incident at the campground, a short time ahead of the storm. The campground is nestled in a valley surrounded by towering sandstone bluffs.
I grabbed Ducky out from the truck and rushed him into the RV. I finished setting up the insides while the rain and wind battered the RV.
Meanwhile, at Bluff Fort, they also got hit by the storm and one of their trees was blown over.
Later at night, we were hit again by another batch of storms. We heard some rubbing noise, sometimes sounding like a baby cry. Only the baby wasn’t crying. I went out in the storm to investigate. Apparently I had parked too close to one of the branches, shown in the above photo. It wasn’t that it was hitting the RV, but it was above the bedroom slide out and when the when blew strongly, it would move the branch and rub on the top of the slide. Not much to do near midnight, so I adjusted the RV tilt so the back end was down away from the branch as best I could get it. I moved the rig to a different spot in the site away from the branch the next morning.