THURSDAY, 9/27:
When we got to the rim, had some very nice
views.. Could
see as far as the Painted Desert, and into Utah. Could point to the general location where we
thought Monument Valley was. Stayed there a while just
enjoying it, and then hiked back. This
was a perfect hike to end our stay here – just enough exertion to make us feel
we’d earned the prize viewpoints at the end; the temperature was perfect for hiking;
above us, mostly intense blue sky, with
fluffy clouds.
Then drove back down the road a few miles
to a viewing area with picnic tables. We
brought out our sandwiches & chips and ate across from a panoramic view.
Just took our time, as we knew this would be
our last view of the Canyon. It truly is
spectacular, and every American ought to be able to visit it at least once and
be grateful that we have such a sublime treasure within our borders.
As
we felt after our first visit here 3 years ago, we’re so glad we made the
decision to come to the North Rim again, rather than the South. It’s so much worth the extra effort to get
here. Far fewer crowds (I asked a couple
of people who had been to the South Rim and now were at the North if it were
still crowded over there. Yes, it was.) You can truly find solitude here if you
want. Even at the Lodge area, we never
felt harried or crowded. The much fewer
amenities and buildings themselves on the North Rim also contribute to the
feeling of being away from the outer world, whereas there are more lodging
places, restaurants, gift shops, etc. on the South Rim than in most small/medium-sized
towns! And of course, the aspens. Because of the higher elevation here, they
are abundant. Not so on the South Rim. Speaking of which . . .
On
the drive back on the Cape Royal road. I
simply can’t put into words the absolute jaw-dropping splendor of the aspens
coming down (as well as going up) this road.
They’re definitely at their peak – just masses and masses of them,
covering hillsides and roadsides. And
when the mid-afternoon sun would hit a patch just right – well, it was pure
spun gold. I’ve never seen anything like
this. I can only imagine what a New
England autumn is like, when they’re supposed to be the gold standard (no pun intended). What I mean is, I can’t imagine any fall
anywhere more glorious than what we’ve been gifted to witness here.
Drove to the General Store again so I
could finish loading Blog stuff.
While
waiting outside, a Kaibab squirrel entertained Bill. This black and white species of squirrel is
only found on the Kaibab Plateau.
Drove home in late afternoon light . . .
another occasional glimpse that God grants us of creation’s perfection. Bill counted 49 deer. What a perfect way to end our stay here.
Had leftovers, read a little, and went to
bed. Tomorrow we head for Bryce
Canyon. Should be an easy drive – less
than 120 miles.
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