After breakfast the kids had a long swim in the pool, then we gathered our stuff up and headed off for Phoenix. On our way we planned to stop for a late lunch at Beaver Creek, and then see the petroglyphs at V Bar B Ranch and the cliff dwellings at Montezuma's Well - all attractions down the same long dirt road.
Beaver Creek was a lovely little swimming hole. Our picnic was very pleasant (minus the gnats), and the kids had a bit of a swim. John watched the locals jump off the rocks into the water with anxious longing, but never quite managed to force himself to jump in.
Sadly, we were not able to corral the kids in time to get them to V Bar V Ranch before it closed at 3 o'clock. Missing it by minutes, the ranger turned us away at the gate. I had really wanted to see the petroglyphs, but the heat was blistering again, and after traveling down the road a few miles in the air conditioned car, no one was really willing to get out and make the trek on foot to see Montezuma's well, so we just passed it by and hit the open road toward Phoenix.
Once at our hotel in Phoenix the kids very sensibly went swimming again. John is now constantly diving for quarters, getting more and more competent underwater, and Grace made a sudden breakthrough with her swimming today. Witness the Gracie stroke:
John, however, has just been incredibly naughty lately, and has been demonstrating the poor judgment of, well, a naughty seven year old:
Here he is demonstrating how far he can swim underwater without coming up for air (the sound somehow got messed up so you are treated to musical accompaniment):
For dinner we drove to a south Indian vegetarian restaurant, which was quite good. Grace (predictably) ate more at that meal than any other, assiduously shoving spoonfuls of food in her mouth at a steady pace, and finishing her dosa in the car on the way back to the hotel. Tomorrow we leave on a 7am flight back to JFK.
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