We arrived at the edge of the South Rim of the Grand Canyon today. As one stands here, one is struck by the canyon’s vastness. Measuring the canyon’s width, depth, or length, you have to use words like one mile deep, 18 miles wide, and 275 river miles long. You just have to stand at the edge and marvel at its enormity. We are minuscule in comparison, and no photo I take can convey the beauty of this place. It is indeed breathtaking beyond belief – we could not believe what our eyes were seeing, and very time we looked again, with the change of light, it looked different.
We saw a line of mules heading down the trails. Oh, how we wanted to do that! Only trouble – five month waiting list for the day ride, and a one year waiting list for the overnight trip…maybe next time.
We loved this T-shirt but didn’t feel we had earned the right to wear it. You’ve got to hike from one rim across to the other. We were looking for the t-shirt that said “We Hiked To The Rim.” Now that we did!
As we were looking down the trail, two hikers were racing to the top of the trailhead. Exhausted, the hung their tired bodies over the railing saying they had just finished their hike rim to rim! It took them three days to cross carrying 30 pound packs.
They say that 75% of Arizona is either national parks, wilderness, or the middle of nowhere. We saw a whole lot of nowhere on our three hour drive this afternoon. Most of it was Indian reservations. I must be influenced too much by Hollywood but I was thinking tepees and Indians with fringe and feathers. But this is what Indian reservations really look like…a few tiny houses in the middle of nowhere with the closest Walmart or grocery store is about an hour and a half away by car. This really is living in the middle of nowhere for hundreds of miles in every direction.