Saturday, September 8th, 2007

After hours and hours of driving from Long Beach in California through arid desert landscapes across state borders to Arizona, we came face to face with that jaw dropping Grand Canyon! Whoooah! The Grand Canyon is actually a gathering of huge crumbling rock mountains carved by the elements through time. Sudden vertical drops of the gorges and their sheer size plus astounding color changes throughout the day make for a dramatic landscape. The towering red and orange solid rock mountains dwarfed everything else turning tourists into moving ants as we strolled along the edges of the South Rim. You will feel small and insignificant in the presence of such overwhelming natural wonder.
When we left I was full of vigor and vitality and excitement, a feeling I haven’t felt in years. Life is beautiful, I thought to myself. Then traffic turned into a halt down the road as we quietly watched a herd of elks rising from their beds. It was almost eight o’clock in the evening but the lingering twilight still pierced shafts of rays in the woods.