Show MY ATY TRIP TO GRAND CANYON by loa baker shortly after school let out last spring it was decided that we would pond pena a week of at our ummer vacation in grand canyon there was great excitement at our house tile the day before wo were to start wo we were buying suits arid and getting our grub ready tho the last night I 1 spent in Fill fillmore wore seemed tho the longest night I 1 had over spent I 1 could hardly watt wait until morning we arose at 5 and were on our way at between moa afen dow and kanosh hanosh wo we stopped to see it tile tho gang were all there blacks Blac hB Fi fishers papa mamma cecil and I 1 thoro there mrs airs christonsen said the night before they would meet ua at they wore were already al reidy when wo we readied reached there it tako take us long to roach reach mury avale wo we stopped thoro there to oat our lunch blacks and Christen sens kept us waiting not long after that mr air black canio came into the garafo and said bald cairl sten sets car had a low editor center which had struck a rock and had lost tho the oil so BO three garage men went out and pulled them in it took about an hour tor for them to fix tile tho car then wo we on oil our way rl again aln wo we caroe came to a large sign which slid said arlzo arizona a when wo reached tile tho other aldo it said utah tho the first place wo we camo to in arizona was broedon la which was a little village when wo we carno canio to it a little ottlo bakery a man came out arid and stopped us lie ho asked papa it if lie ho was dr baker lie he said 1 I have a telegram for you thoy they walked into the telephone together whon when lie ho camo came out ilo ile had bad ad news ile ho said undo uncle clarence was very sick lie ile said we would havo have to walt wait for a while because lie he had put a telegram wo would have biava to go back and for tile the rest to go on oil slow and wo we would catch them wo we go back but bilt when w we 9 tried to catell catch the rest wa wo see iee them wo camo came to a olgia on which was written detour wo vo could see that some cars had boon been oll antho tile now road but wo wont on the detour when wo we reached tile tho border line of tile the alabab forest tile tho rest of the gang were looking for Us after aeto wo we had gone about two miles we saw a large larga sign which was written a onit nit white tailed squirrel alother said this is the only place in tile tho world that ohp th white tailed squirrel la Is found it was wai a very exciting moment for me I 1 watched vat clied and watched for the sight of oil one cecil looked on oil ono one side of tho the road and I 1 looked on tile other every thing was still whon when cecil said ohl oh look theres oraa ono tt it was very pretty it was wai brown all over but tile the tall was a pretty white I 1 kept hopt yelling about everything deer and flowers arid and every thing I 1 8 saw iw oil oh be quiet nna go to sleep and you will feel better said father I 1 was awakened by cecil pinching me in I 1 looked out just in time to BOO about two hundred and fifty door doer jump across the road in one leap they surely looked beautifully full we stopped until they had all gone over the road tho the alabab forest Is about seventy miles long and the trees are arc so close together that a horse cant pass through thorn them and you yell havo to put your head out of the car window to seo sea tile the length of the trees to seo see the road winding around nna tho the beautiful green grass tho the flowers and tho tha and leer deer ent eat ing of the deer grass just makes you fool feel so BO happy when wo we reached grand canyon it was just getting dusk so BO wo we see much that night hut but soon wo we were all sitting around the camp fire alro and father was telling a thrilling adventure ile he was aroused by mr air who asked us it wo we would like to tako take a special trip of about twenty miles none ut ct thorn them wanted to go but papa cecil dean and 1 I jo io the next morning tile the rest of the gang said they would meet acet us at V T park which was nineteen miles from bright angel point mr mckee called for us at in tile the morning that seemed scorned tile the longest twenty miles I 1 had ever ridden there were ahrea cars mr mckeon car was leading all at once tho the cars stopped wo we 7 all ali wont want over to cliff mr air mckee mckea point oil od to a most beautiful colored mountain which was called saddle mou mon etain because it was in tile shape of a saddle whon when wo stopped the tb next mr air said eald in di your guard so do as I 1 say wo we will lieve to walk two miles to tho the main point cecil and dean corno co a so wo we loft thena them to watch wa tell tho the cars tho the first wo camo came to was bright angol angel spring coming i down from tile tho of tile tho cliff was a spring of elcar water and tho the green grass all around you our oly cly was beautiful next wo camo came to n cato it wits year old as aa near as aa they can tell it had two rooms a wall separated them with alth a window cut in it one room was for the turkeys because the Jared ites were the mou people and they always had turkeys tho the other was where tho people lived tho the top ot of tho the cavo cava was still black with smoke next wo we came to cupida cupids window it was a perfect window cut in the mo buntain you could look through tho window and see eee where t the lie silver colo colorado rado winds its way i whoa when you would look toward the southeast you could see sea tho the painted desert it surely was beautiful wo we carved our in on some of the trees then 0 we o started back it took us a long time to get to V T park because we would have to stop tor for the door which were going across tho the road when wo we had gone about eig eighteen lateen miles wo we stopped and saw the outlines of an indian fort wo we picked up indian clay for a while when wo we reached V T park they had supper all ready tor for us V T park surely was beautiful for about four miles it was grassy and the deos deers would romp and play sometimes three hundred in a bunch back about a mile was some more beautiful trees whore where wo we pitched our camp wo our open air dance that night the next morning at 7 30 wo we were on our way to cedar breaks loa daker baker |