It's going to take a while to write about all our impressions of this trip, but I thought a good place to begin would be to share a few photos from our day at the Grand Canyon. It is about three hours from Sedona, not a very inspiring drive but when we got there, well, it is as amazing as we had always heard.
It also has to be seen with the naked eye to be appreciated. Still, Terry got some good shots.
Here are some invincibles risking it all. Every once in a while they lose one.
Terry took this with the telephoto. It's the river, all the way at the bottom. From our vantage point at about 7,000 ft. it looked like a little patch of blue.
This is a Grand Canyon squirrel.
We find that Sedona has an abundance of easy to medium hiking trails, or that is the way they are marked. I thought all the trails marked easy or medium were easy compared to our favorite hikes in Volcanoes National Park. Any rock climbing is dangerous on the sandstone bluffs, I would say foolhardy-not worth the risk. And there are fatalities as handholds or footholds give way.
Today we hiked for four hours taking a very slow pace; nonetheless we were good and wiped out by the time we got back to our place. It's not that high: only 4,000 feet, and we are heat acclimated, but still we are getting up in years, as they say.
We did a comparable amount of hiking yesterday and saw some fascinating sights, in particular the misnamed Montezuma's Castle, a pueblo hundreds of years old, which I will report on tomorrow.