You have always heard so much about the immense tourist attraction that is the Grand Canyon: in movies, in Hoveround electric wheelchair TV commercials, and the whole thing starts to sound a bit cliché.
But visiting the Grand Canyon for the first time truly puts you at a loss for words.
It is incredibly massive – more massive than you would have ever imagined. It is also even more breathtaking and beautiful than you would have ever imagined. Learning how the canyon was created is both puzzling and fascinating. Over the course of an unimaginable time span of several million years, it has formed into what it is today. Alternating between ocean and desert dozens of times, it is a unique combination of size, colour, and dazzling forms of erosion, all unique to a specific colour.
There are surprisingly not very many railings whatsoever. Sometimes, I would look down past my feet and there would be absolutely nothing preventing me from losing my balance and plummeting several thousand feet below into the jagged abyss of a gorge. It is morbid thoughts as this associated with being up so dangerously high, whether on a building ledge, apartment balcony, and now a ledge of the Grand Canyon, that creates such a sublime fascination. As a result, I’d inch even closer to the edge and feel my stomach drop and become weak in the legs, Bambi style.
At 446 km in length, 30 km in width, and 2 km in depth, your senses become overwhelmed fathoming the sheer size and the many precarious lookout ledges. I hiked to six different viewing points along the South Rim, each offering unique angles and perceptions of the canyon but my very favourite were Maricopa Point, Powell Point and Hopi Point.