Heat. Heat. Heat. On my way home from Sand Hollow, Utah, I decided to break up the drive and send it to the edge of the Grand Canyon for a solo night in the Go Fast Camper on my Colorado ZR2. I rolled in sunburnt, pulled up to an unreal spot, and just posted up in the camper editing while I waited for the sun to drop. No tourist crowds, no noise—just wind, the Colorado River down in the canyon, and that “this place is way bigger than your brain can process” kind of view. Once the wind really started ripping, I hunkered down and kept dinner simple: a Mountain House chicken and fried rice made with my Iceco water boiler (thankfully I actually had the cable). Zero dishes, five minutes, and I was good—dry and a little weird, but honestly not bad. Sleeping in the GFC was money, especially with the Hest Dually 50 mattress. It got so windy I thought my Starlink might launch, so I threw in my AirPods Pro 2 as earplugs and crashed. Next morning it was coffee, leftover muffins, and back to reality with a five-hour drive home. This ended up being one of my best solo trips—beer on the Grand Canyon, killer views, and I didn’t get eaten by a skinwalker. I’ll take that all day.