the grand canyon.
that isnt the reality. and i always knew that, but having never laid my own eyes on this 6 million year old natural wonder, i allowed myself to get away with the flaw.
i left flag around 10am, after going to the post office and retrieving a piece of mail sent general delivery by my good friend steve, some of you may know him. i
so, a little over an hour after leaving i start getting real close to the canyon, i assume that i can see the gap in the world as i am driving up, even at twenty miles away. even though this thought betrays how i had always thought about it. anyway, the signs start saying 20 miles, 10 miles, 5 miles, and around 5 miles i am excited. i see a ranger station, the road opens up into 6 lanes and i pull up to pay.
$25! for a seven day pass, mind you, but still. it seems expensive. i paid and started driving in. i figured that everything would just be right in front of me
it my excitement i just parked as soon as i could, packed my water and some other drinks, my binoculars and camera and was off. there is a trail called the "rim trail" that, you guessed it, follows pretty close to the rim for about 9 miles from mathers point where i had parked. too bad they dont have a trail that follows the rim for the entire 277 miles the canyon stretches.
i had looked at a map online and figured that i could just start heading west along the trail. part of the $25 entrance fee includes a free shuttle service that stops
first, let me explain the view. the canyon stretches 10 miles from the north rim to the south rim, i am at the south rim. having been etched out slowly over time, the canyon has very clear ridges that cascade down towards sea level and the coloardo river. a descent of about 7000 feet. the cascades are clearly defined by their colors and you can clearly make out shelves of rock that are layered like pancakes.
i walked along the trail for a bit until i saw some people moving away from the trail out towards some of the ledges. technically you arent supposed to leave the
let me note, real quick, my attire. i had on a black t-shirt, loose black shorts, and open toe sandals. not the best hiking attire. i also carried a shoulder bag.
so, down i went. there was a bunch of loose gravel and some shorter sheer cliffs that i had to traverse. i left my bag toward the top of the path and went out to the point. it was great. i saw one a little further on and decided to go to that one. after snatching my bag, i noticed that there was a little beaten path that was off from the paved path and was closer to the rim, no ledges, and easier access to the outcroppings.
so i took that path instead. i was the only person on it. and i did some crazy things. something that i have always wanted to do is go to the rock climbing gym and climb rocks. it seems like fun. and today i got a crash course in rock climbing that probably wasnt the smartest. considering that there was about a 7000 foot drop on one side and i was by myself with no safety equipment and no one even knew i was there.
i went with it though. and it was a blast. i think i nearly fell once, and i got pretty scratched up but i was way out further than most people could even fathom. after awhile i noticed that not only going out i was heading down as well...and i didnt want to go down. this is where my crash course in rock climbing started. i made it back up, but i was pretty scared and went on the paved path for awhile.
then i saw some more and just went for them. and this went on and on. i have pictures, a lot of them. i will post them soon. after what felt like a real long
so i hopped the bus back toward my car. that was an adventure. if you have ever been on the number 4 bus in portland during rush hour add about thirty people and you had the bus i was on here. on a monday. i came here on the weekdays specifically to avoid the crowds. i guess they cant be avoided. along the way we passed the only showers on the campground, the driver made sure to point them out.
and with that i knew what i was doing. i hadnt showered since my first day in tucson...about two weeks ago. i felt real dirty and wanted nothing more than that shower. i got my truck and went for it. it was glorious. as glorious as an 8 minute low pressure shower can be, but i reveled in it.
and then i drove around the park, looking for a good place to park and sleep for the night. something that the park is very against. i found a good place and then came
and now i am tired. i feel like i had a lot more ready in my head to type, about the caves i saw and some other interesting facts i learned, my plans for the future. but i just got this wave of exhaustion and it is dark out, so i am going to sleep. tomorrow promises more hiking and exploration, and pictures! (if this link doesnt work, let me know...)
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