A various shades of red and yellow painted over what seems to be a cluster of broken cliffs and rugged plateaus, then cut and paste the same view repeatedly, then you have the Grand Canyon.
I know, my description is unjustifiable, overly simplified description of a billion years worth of Earth geological transformation. But, there is simply no words to use to really put into perspective the Grand canyon sheer immensity.
Carved by the Colorado River, stretching 277 miles from end to end with steep walls descending more than one mile to the canyon floor, it is magnificent on every turn.
I visited the Grand Canyon via a day trip from Las Vegas, Nevada and opted for the Grand Canyon National Park’s South Rim for the so called more authentic and “grandest view” of the canyon.
The full day trip from Las Vegas not only goes to the Grand Canyon but quickly stops at the Hoover Dam and a portion of the 2400 miles “Mother Road”, Route 66.
During the whole trip, all I could think of was to break away from the group, rent a car, drive the “Mother Road”, spent a day or two at Flagstaff, hike the Canyon and do more than just peeking at the edge.
I’ve only seen very minimal portion of what Arizona has to offer or maybe Southwest in general, but for its wide-open spaces, mountains and deserts, this is a landscape of what adventure is made of.