May 16-18, 2011
May 16-18, 2011
The recent visit by my relatives renewed our interest in hiking. Aimee decided it was time for a repeat of our favorite all-time hike. The Grand Canyon. So she called a few times and easily got us a cancellation at Phantom Ranch. Normally this has to be made over a year in advance. After a morning round of golf we loaded the car and got to the south rim shortly after sundown.
We checked into Bright Angel Lodge and drove blindly in the dark trying to find an open parking spot. Since the Canyon is not lit, I didn’t realize till the next morning I parked within feet of the edge. Good thing my brakes held.
Midmorning, We made our way to the South Kaibab trailhead and started our descent. It was stunning. The only downside was the wind; at times it was gail force with Aimee fearing she might get swept off. At Phantom Ranch, we toasted our arrival with a cold beer from the bar while listening to the afternoon ranger talk. By dinner we were famished; the stew dinner never tasted better.
Our luck didn’t last. Yesterdays wind blew in a storm front. It rained off and on the whole trek uphill turning the trail into mud. By the time we got to the top the rain had frozen into hail. On the bright side the moisture intensified the green and red colors of the canyon. Beautiful.
Between the cold, the altitude and the vertical climb, Aimee and I are exhausted by the time we get to the top. After a hot chocolate, it is into bed for a recuperating nap.
The recent visit by my relatives renewed our interest in hiking. Aimee decided it was time for a repeat of our favorite all-time hike. The Grand Canyon. So she called a few times and easily got us a cancellation at Phantom Ranch. Normally this has to be made over a year in advance. After a morning round of golf we loaded the car and got to the south rim shortly after sundown.
We checked into Bright Angel Lodge and drove blindly in the dark trying to find an open parking spot. Since the Canyon is not lit, I didn’t realize till the next morning I parked within feet of the edge. Good thing my brakes held.Midmorning, We made our way to the South Kaibab trailhead and started our descent. It was stunning. The only downside was the wind; at times it was gail force with Aimee fearing she might get swept off. At Phantom Ranch, we toasted our arrival with a cold beer from the bar while listening to the afternoon ranger talk. By dinner we were famished; the stew dinner never tasted better.
Our luck didn’t last. Yesterdays wind blew in a storm front. It rained off and on the whole trek uphill turning the trail into mud. By the time we got to the top the rain had frozen into hail. On the bright side the moisture intensified the green and red colors of the canyon. Beautiful.Between the cold, the altitude and the vertical climb, Aimee and I are exhausted by the time we get to the top. After a hot chocolate, it is into bed for a recuperating nap.
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