So, the Grand Canyon, it turns out, is in the mountains. Don't judge. Kirk and I have only been there as kids and don't remember silly details like altitude. On one of our day trips during our family vacation, we drove the 6 hours there and back to visit this world wonder high in the mountains. So, our sunny St. George attire was a little inappropriate for the cold mountain mists that greeted us there:
We watched the clouds roll in and out of the canyon as the mists appeared and disappeared in a gentle ebb and flow. It was quite cinematic, straining to see the gorgeous view and then the clouds suddenly clearing to reveal the entire majesty of Grand Canyon. Under-dressed though we were, we still took our time letting the magnitude of this wondrous world sink in. This world is incredible!
We also did our fair share of puddle jumping ("Coldy-coldy!" she says, after a frigid surprise. Duh. We've been telling you that the whole time.) and snuggling our pantless beauty to keep her legs warm after the history's biggest diaper blowout known to motherkind. Also, special thanks to the world-traveling Australian hiker who volunteered to take the only non-selfie family photo on our entire trip. What a nice fellow, and what great composition. Thanks, mate.
We were expecting our minds to be blown, and we were not disappointed. This may need to be its own family vacation some time, now that we know it is an actual camping destination and not just some stop along a highway somewhere.
Have you been to the Grand Canyon? If so, was your mind blown?
No, I have not been to the Grand Canyon before. That is still on my bucket list of things to do before I die or get married. Whichever comes first. :D
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DeleteIs that Pepper?! Holy cow! She is enormous! And you look beautiful-seriously!
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