I was high on excitement as we approached the Grand Canyon.
I knew there was a storm close behind us, so I was anxious to get into the park before it hit. Unfortunately it struck just as we were waiting in line. The scenic bus routes were cancelled and we ended up on a bus that drove 30 minutes to the campground and back. Bummer. We did see some elk on the way. About halfway back, the lightning ceased and the routes were active again. We hopped off and went back towards the connecting bus. Most of the views were of only mist, with a few canyons jutting out barely visible.
We made it through about 5 scenic spots before the rain became too much to weather and we headed back to the visitor centre parking lots. I was quite disappointed.
As we returned to the visitor centre, the sky cleared and the sun poked out. We ran for the nearest view points and managed to get a couple of good shots through the hoards of tourists before the storm returned. I felt satisfied, and so we left.
There wasn’t much to do in the community outside of the park, so we went to the hotel bar that felt like a set from a 70’s gangster movie and had a couple of bourbons.
I was surprised to find that our route to Moab consisted of another drive through the park. This time we got to see the East side, which I had heard was one of the nicer locations.
Along the way we noticed signs for “Controlled Fires.” Apparently some national parks use controlled burning to balance the ecosystems.