Early the next morning we headed up HWY 64 through gently rolling hills and lazy curves. Except for the profound rise of Cape Royal on the distant horizon there was no indication of the dramatic vistas we were about to see.
We followed the southern canyon rim east headed to Flagstaff, AZ but our morning breakfast stop in Williams on Rt. 66 kept calling us back for one last look- and Hagrid also wanted one more chance to ‘get his kicks on Rt. 66’.