On Thursday we went to the Grand Canyon. We stopped at a number of lookouts – each different in its own way and yet each showing more of the same magnificance. The Grand Canyon is huge in a scale that my brain cannot quite comprehend. A sign at the visitor centre at the South Rim says that it is, on average, 10 miles across (that’s 16km) and 5,000 feet deep (1,500 metres). Okay, so intellectually I understand that those numbers are big, but when I look at the canyon sprawled out below me I cannot quite make the numbers make sense.
Wednesday morning was the chilliest of the trip. We were up in time to see the sun rise from the aptly named Inspiration Point. Bryce Canyon might have been the most stunning location of the trip (but please don’t repeat that too loudly, because I’m sure someone else will disagree) and watching the sun creep over the rocks was a highlight of my trip.
We got up before dawn on Tuesday and headed out to watch the sun sweep over the mountainsides. The ground was chilly, but the air was mild in comparison, so it wasn’t long before I had removed my puffy jacket and was using it as a cushion. Despite a fair bit of care in where I stepped and where I sat I still ended up removing several cactus spines from my skin, including one that somehow ended up high on the inside of my upper arm. Not quite sure how that happened…
I’m taking a slight detour here from my series on the Totally Absolutely Amazing Roadtrip through parts of Arizona and Utah. Detour, because there is no scenery in these photos, but only slight because they were all taken in Bryce Canyon, Utah. The ravens at Bryce Canyon were huge. H.U.G.E. And they clearly get handouts from tourists because they were quite willing to hang around and get gawked at.
On Monday morning we swung by Starbucks on our way out of Flagstaff (notice the recurring theme of Good Coffee) and then headed north. This was the longest day of driving and we stopped numerous times along the way. Several of the stops occurred when someone noticed something interesting on the side of the road. These lambs caught my eye amongst other graffiti when I realized that they had not been painted but rather were picked out of existing paint layers.
I recently returned from the most amazing vacation. That needs to be capitalized, actually, so let’s call it The Most Amazing Vacation – two weekends in Phoenix and the days between on a road trip through some of the incredible scenery in Arizona and Utah. I took, oh, far too many photos, and experienced a sensory overload of sensational views, so I am going to split this into at least six posts.
On the Friday I flew into Phoenix in the early afternoon. Don, Steve, and Paula picked me up at the airport. After dropping my bags off at the hotel we hung around Don’s studio for a bit and then went for a walk around downtown Phoenix. Obviously we took some photographs…