The Grand Canyon
What can I add to the torrent of words that have been written about the Grand Canyon? How can I describe it? I’d seen pictures, of course, but my eyes could never make sense of it and, to tell you the truth, even in real life it was difficult to comprehend such awesomeness.
We stayed a couple of nights at the South Rim, and on our full day there we hiked 1.5 miles down into the Canyon and back up. We were still quite jet-lagged which meant we could set off at 6am and be back up before it got “really” hot. That may not sound much, but it was enough for me. We spent the rest of the day hiking along the rim itself.
The North Rim is only ten miles away as the crow flies, but it’s over 200 miles by road which means it’s much quieter – the big population centres of Phoenix and Las Vegas are such a long drive away. The route goes via Marble Canyon where a new bridge was opened in 1995 – the old Navajo Bridge (1929) is now open to pedestrians and has an Interpretive Centre.
We stayed three nights at North Rim, and definitely liked it better – although “quieter” is a relative term: it was still very busy. It’s also 1000 feet higher than the South Rim so the vegetation is different – much greener with what could almost be Alpine meadows at the highest points. As before, we spent most of the time hiking. It was wonderful!
I’ve already written about the two stops after the Grand Canyon during last April’s A to Z Challenge. Yay, I’m ahead of myself! See P is for Page and Lake Powell and U is for Utah. I’ll pick up the story a few days later in my next post…