“And the still and the quiet almost took my breath away, though I guess the altitude claimed that first”
We made it up to Hermits Road and the first overlook just a little after actual sunrise, but just in time to miss the busload of people finishing up their Sunrise Tour, so my inability to roll out of bed on time actually paid off greatly. The Grand Canyon at the beginning of March is apparently a popular time- if the day before was any indication- but that Monday morning, most if not all of the overlooks were either empty of people or near enough that we could really take in the expansive vistas and just watch the changing light patterns over the formations.
( There was debate about stopping in at the Geology Museum near the visitors center but we decided against it, which probably ended up being a good thing because the next few days where just chock-full of geological marvels and I think it’s better that I didn’t get my fill of looking at “rocks” on the first stop. Indeed, I ended up buying a really overpriced geology book a couple of days later at a gift shop in Bryce Canyon that I think i’m probably gonna treasure forever, so, no regrets about missing that. )
The Grand Canyon was left behind in our rearview mirror sometime around 9 in the morning, after we stopped for breakfast in one of the cafeteria style restaurants in the Village, and we left by the East Rim exit, stopping at one last overlook on our way out to formally say goodbye. We headed north towards Zion and I remember looking back and wondering if we would ever come back one day and even now I can’t honestly say if I will….i’d love to see the North Rim, but… I almost feel like coming back later would ruin this first and only experience.