Week Twelve - Grandeur

I wasn’t expecting this. I thought one look and the Grand Canyon would be in the books. It was mesmerizing. When I thought I’d seen enough, I was drawn back in. It was like gazing into another world. It was exhilarating to get up at 5:30 am and watch the sunrise over the canyon. I wanted to break out in song, “How Great Thou Art”. And so I did. Silently in my head. I also said to myself Psalm 19 (and to the Lord). Being there for sunset was just as majestic. Hiking into the canyon was another level. I love being up close and personal with the creation rather than stopping at viewpoint with a guardrail. Heights scare me a bit so I can only peer over the edge momentarily. I’m a wall hugger on these switchbacks. We had a woodsy campsite where the elk passed through. Jeff captured this buck “trumpeting”. On to Zion NP View from camp More on this next week…now I keep hearing in my head “We’re Marching to Zion”