The Grand Canyon is just that, snow or not. It is carefully managed for the full Wow! factor. You drive for miles through relatively flat, uninteresting desert (with a light covering of snow in this case) and come to the parking lots and tourist information building with no sign of any canyon. After wandering around looking at models, displays, reasons for formation of said canyon and most frequently asked questions, I just wanted to see it!! We followed the pathway along with a family from Belgium who asked us mostly in French if we knew where the canyon was?? We said we hoped we were heading in the right direction and soon spotted a fence. Then the group gasp told it all. The path leads to the edge which drops off 300 feet and there in front of us is the canyon - six miles across in places and a mile deep. The day was overcast and a slight haze made itfeel like we were looking through a window at times. But breath-taking it is. The weather had improved from the weekend when the snow was falling and a cold wind blowing. Icicles and a dusting of snow remains.
I'm so glad that Bill was there to speak to the Belgians in one of the many languages in which he is so profecient. It must have been delightful for them!
ReplyDeleteYou would have loved it! Bill and one of the young women carried on a long conversation - in broken English/French - both loving the experiment! Every once in a while a fluent English speaker from the Belgium group or the better hearing member of our party would intervene with a clarification. They didn't need it - just loved the excuse to chat!
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