“The wonders of the Grand Canyon cannot be adequately represented in symbols of speech, not by speech itself. The resources of the graphic art are taxed beyond their powers in attempting to portray its features. Language and illustration combined must fail.” John Wesley Powell
The Long Way to Page
I left Flagstaff early, my destination being Page, Arizona, just 135 miles away. My route, however, turned it into a 215-mile journey because I planned to drive along the south rim of the Grand Canyon.
One, at least in my book, doesn’t miss an opportunity to see one of Mother’s Nature’s miracles simply because it adds miles to a journey. I would stint myself of something else to cover the extra cost of gas.
The drive north from Flagstaff took me through the Coconino and Kaibab national forests, sometimes in view of majestic mountain peaks. I opened my RV window occasionally to drink in the scent of pine wafting through the air on this glorious May day.

As one who has twice rafted the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon, I have extreme respect for Powell’s journey without the aid of rubber rafts and life jackets. This was one of the displays at the visitor center. — Photo by Pat Bean
My canine traveling companion, Pepper, alternated between looking out the window at the scenery and watching me. Both of us, I think, were taking the opportunity to savor the journey.
It came as a jolt to my system when I entered the parking lot of the park’s visitor center near the south entrance. This was a gathering spot for all the park’s visitors, and while the vast parking lots weren’t full, they were far from empty this day. There were more people here than I had seen my entire trip so far.
I quickly checked out the visitor center and then joined the other travelers gawking down at the canyon from Mather’s Point before hurrying back to my RV and Pepper. She greeted me as if I had been gone the millions of years it had taken Mother Nature to form the canyon.
The canyon still takes your breath away, I told her, then gave her a treat before we continued our adventure.
Bean’s Pat: A Butterfly’s Kingdom http://serenityspell.com A place to visit if you’re ever in South Florida. My favorite among the awesome photographs on this blog was the piano key butterfly.
*This recognition is merely this wandering/wondering old broad’s way of bringing attention to a blog I enjoyed – and thought perhaps my readers might, too. The Pat on the back is presented with no strings attached. June 5, patbean.wordpress.com
The Grand Canyon is one of the most impressive sights I’ve ever seen. If you ever have the chance, check out the North Rim as well.
The north rim is actually much more spectacular in my opinion. But it wasn’t open when I passed. Too bad because it would have been the perfect detour from Page to Zion National Park, where I headed the next day. .
Some day I hope to see the Grand Canyon in person. There is something about the sheer vastness of the place that makes my mind reel!
Hope that day comes soon Edith.
This is one place I have yet to visit, sadly…. I WILL do so however! Thanks for the pat — I love the piano key butterfly, too. 🙂
You’re welcome. I love butterflies.
There are no words to describe the grand canyon. It’s also where I discovered I have a fear of heights. I started hyperventilating so bad that my friends threw me in the camper and poured some brandy down my throat. After that bit of medicinal the view was not so frightening but awe inspiring.
How close to the edge did you stand? Glad the brandy worked.
Awesome – the grand canyon leaves me speechless. Great shots.
I’m glad you enjoyed. Thanks
It is a beautiful natural wonder … I don’t think i have ever seen a bad picture of it. I have not been there since my teens …. I think it is time to put it into my future plans.
I hope you get back soon.