I left the Grand Canyon with regret.

Never had I been in such wild and barren country. It was quite beyond hope of cultivation in most places, being strewn with rough stones, rocks, and boulders, and only sparsely covered with meagre-looking grass which, in its efforts to keep alive at all, had to arrange itself in small tufts dotted here and there in order to derive the maximum nutriment from the scanty, unfruitful soil.
- C.K. Shepherd

No updates for a while, partly due to a lack of wifi, partly some phone charging issues, but mostly I just had no earthly idea how to describe the trip from Dodge City, into Colorado, to Las Vegas, NM and after a night there, on to the Grand Canyon where we spent last night. I still don't. The landscape continues to become more beautiful, culminating in the canyon, which no matter how many pictures, movies or accounts you have seen or read, is breathtaking.
We camped at Desert View on the south rim of the canyon, and took time to see everything we could without hiking into the canyon, which neither of us prepared for, and both of us regretted. Shepherd spent quite a bit of time here, and it is easy to see why.
As we left, Rod took the normal road out and I detoured onto Bright Angel Wash, a dirt road which runs through the woods by a railroad track.

I left the Grand Canyon with regret. Everything was so wonderful and I just seemed to have begun to make friends with it. At first it all seemed so great, so awful, so grotesque as to give one the impression of anything but friendliness. I had begun to overcome that feeling, as everyone does in time. The truth is that it takes a long acquaintanceship with the giant wonders of the world to form anything approaching a true idea of them."
- C.K. Shepherd