It was getting late in the season for camping with a 2-year-old so I decided to piggy-back on my husband's work trip hotel and take the kids to Grand Junction. We left on a Saturday the last weekend of October, after the little league football game, and headed to Moab. I got their with less time than anticipated to do much outside, but we drove over to the BMX bike park and watched the guys doing tricks and then played on the city slackline between the bridges that is set up. We ate dinner at the Moab Diner which was so delicious and then went over to the hostel.
Corona was great, Bailey hiked with little complaint and Waylon was pretty good in the backpack except his obsession with trains stopped us up a bit when we crossed the tracks. He wanted us to stay on the train tracks instead of leave them behind us. Waylon was rewarded though when we were sitting under the arch, looking across the canyon at the tracks and suddenly heard the noise of an approaching train.
After that I did get a little pushy, I had been hoping to get to the first rock art panel up the Big Dominguez creek canyon and time was running out. We took the fork in to Big Dominguez creek and there was a beautiful waterfall there. I told the kids we'd play there on the way back, but it wasn't long before we turned around up the trail and I resigned myself to not seeing the petroglyphs. I'll have to make it back there for sure but I'm glad the kids were able to have a lot of fun. We played at the waterfall for quite a while because there was a small sandy area at the base.