This in so many ways is me. There’s this place you may have heard of called The Grand Canyon. Millions of people drive it’s viewpoints, look across its thirteen miles spans and say “we went to the Grand Canyon!” Walking past the Mona Lisa, doesn’t mean you seen the Mona Lisa! In about a week and a half, I get older. Based upon some Sol based conspiracy theory that says time means something, it’s great for planning things but can you hold a minute in your hand?
The rules for Five Photos Five Stories are as follows:
Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
Nortina was so kind to share the challenge and nominate me. Tip of the hat to her, visit her please it is well worth it. Http://nortinamariela.wordpress.com
Back to the subject, I will fill this backpack with my room for the night, the bed to sleep in, 6liters of water, and handful of meals with a stove to cook too. The trial starts at 7800 feet, my part drops to about 4200 feet in less than seven miles. It’s not a straight drop but seems like a straight climb back out. The path crosses a couple drainage basins and ridges. The Grand Canyon is actually hundred of mini canyons.
The prospective changes with almost every footstep. Although I won’t see the Colorado River, it goes by mining areas. You can still go in the mine (this is frowned upon of course). It’s a hole about three feet wide and no lighting. I have made about ten feet in, it looks like it hasn’t been touched since 1890. It wasn’t a very large mine. The value of copper versus the getting it out didn’t balance well. But without the mine, I have no trail groomed to get me to Horseshoe Mesa.
The Grandview Hotel once graced the top. People would ride a train to the hotel and horseback ride down here after the mine failed. The hotel vanished into history. The cabin at the mesa is history. Still has old cans and artifacts laying where they were left.
So I’ll take the topographic map. Which shows the elevation changes on it. Follow the black dotted line at bottom center. The book and pamphlet will tell me what I’m seeing again (third trip in). The colors are varied red to tan. Not much green. But blue skies forever! Every star that you have ever seen triple it, and then there’s thousands more. It’s twenty degrees warmer inside the canyon. The environment is incredible. At one time a Spanish explorer said that his party would be the last people who would ever come here. That was in the 1570’s.
I’ve got packing to do. Pictures coming later.
Ok only thing now is another
victim, nominee. Mutsumi, http://sakurajunction.com please drop by and visit her