Do you ever have those silly arguments with your significant other? (You know the ones… they’re always wrong, but don’t want to admit it.)
When we left Mather’s Point at the South Rim of the Grand Canyon I wanted to turn right and explore various points on the rim trail. He wanted to turn left and drive 20 miles to the watchtower, then 20 miles back to explore the rest and then repeat the first 20 miles because we’d be exiting that way. This made no sense, but he did it anyway because he was driving.
A mile or so down the road?
Even the weather knew I was right.
We turned around.
If you’ve never been to the South Rim of the Grand Canyon (Go! What are you waiting for?) it’s set up something like this – long main road with lots of pullouts for scenic views. Some are large with parking lots, monuments and information placards… some just small vacant outcrops.
We hit them all…. and the husband was like a kid in a candy store.
Awed.
The experience makes you feel small, insignificant.
And that’s not always a bad thing…
At Maricopa Point we read some history…
Climbed a lot of stairs.
Admired the view.
Not bad.
Not bad at all…
Read some more history…
And I answered…
When the husband asked if I wanted to go down and join those hikers on the trail.
See those little specks?
Hikers.
Hell, with his habit of always wanting to go the wrong way?
Day 9 of our trip arrived and we headed north west out of Sedona.
Which pretty much looked like this….
For miles on end.
Our destination?
And I was seriously hoping we wouldn’t find the golden arches at the bottom.
It was a little over a 2 hour ride, and then we saw…
Hey, Fred. Long time no see…. say hello to Wilma for us.
And finally, we were there.
The Grand Canyon has always been on the top of husband’s bucket list. Me? Not so much, but he was happy… which made me happy.
And that’s what marriage is all about.
Well, yes.
That too.
Our first stop at the Canyon was the visitors center because…. well… a 2 hour ride and a quart and a half of Gatorade do not mix.
Naturally, it was closed due to the government shutdown and I had to pee behind a bush. (Not like it was the first time, and no… there aren’t any photos)
Let me take a minute to give a shout out to all the Park Rangers and volunteers who kept the Grand Canyon National Park open for tourists like us who had traveled a long way to be there. We appreciated it.
You rock!
So we walked… and yes, that’s snow.
We came, we saw, we froze.
Like idiots we picked the coldest day of our trip to visit, and it was a good 20 degrees cooler at the canyon due to the elevation.
Windy?
Uh, yeah…..
But we didn’t care.
We were at the Grand Canyon…
And it was grand.
Yes, it’s a giant hole in the ground….
But oh, what a glorious hole it is.
First stop was Mather’s Point..
Which was pretty spectacular.
And even though I never really thought I wanted to be there?
Once I was…
I didn’t want to be anywhere else.
I fear I’m going to run out of adjectives long before I run out of pictures.
Because it was just that good!
And though my photos and videos will never do it justice?
I’m going to flood you with them anyway…
It’s what I do.
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