We reached the North Rim of Grand Canyon in time to pitch the tent (heeh) and find a good place to watch the sunset.
Did I mention I’m terrified of heights? I’m terrified of heights. There were a couple of times I got really dizzy and nauseous and just had to close my eyes and run (generally not a good idea in Grand Canyon..) across certain evil parts of the path out to the lookout point. Ugh.
Killing time in the tent :)
Watching the sunrise…
In the morning we started hiking down into the canyon on the North Kaibab Trail. The canyon is so green and fertile! I thought it was going to be dry and barren, but it was full of trees and plants. And mule poo.
There is one big difference between Zion and Grand Canyon. In Zion you’re scuttling about at the bottom of the canyon and hiking up into them like you usually do on mountain hikes. In Grand Canyon, however, you start at the top, looking down into this amazing gorge below you. So when you start walking down, you don’t think about the fact that you have to turn around at some point and walk back up. Heh.
JK had no problems at all and was just skipping merrily along with me and my lardiness staggering breathlessly behind him.
Must start doing lunges again.
Anyway, by the time we got back to the car it was pouring down and we had to drive back to Vegas to catch our plane the next morning. Great vacation, but we really really really have to go back someday when we’ll have more time!