The Grand Canyon. I-n-c-o-m-p-r-e-h-e-n-s-i-b-l-y big and vast and deep. The rims are not fenced off everywhere. Some of the fencing is old, rusty, eroded, loose and with a 40 mph wind gusting, I stayed back about a mile from the edge. Okay, sometimes I peaked over if the fencing looked especially sturdy ... but I didn't dare hold our camera out over the edge in those conditions. Probably wouldn't in the most favorable conditions. There were lots of people (most of them, I think) braver than me. Or more trusting. Or more _______ . There were sloping, gravelly, narrow paths beyond some of the fencing that even people carrying little ones walked down. Not me.
It is so beautiful. It was hazy. Even so, the colors show through and vary much. I hoped to take a picture of a condor soaring in that wind. No luck.
Mike did well to get close to the edge on several occasions. They are clearing new parking lots. In the process they've taken away current spaces so that people were parked pretty much everywhere at the primary viewpoint. (Mather's Point. Google Mather sometime. He did some amazing things for all of us.)
Still, our favorite overlook was Grandview, east of Mather's Point.
Outside the Canyon there were many areas that reminded us of what is inside the National Park.
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