Here is the hard part, shaving my photos down to a small, manageable gallery. The Grand Canyon is hard to photograph and that makes me want to cling to every decent shot. When you are there, you are surrounded by professional shots, mostly taken from viewpoints that can't be legally accessed anymore.
I think it makes some people give up. The funny times are when people are overconfident in their cell phones. Because I was carrying a camera bag, everyone kept asking me, out of everyone, to take a picture of them with the canyon in the background. Pretty much every conversation went like this:
Me: Do you want me to use a flash to help deal with the backlighting? Or maybe you could stand over there?
Them: No, our phone will automatically adjust the lighting. Just press the button.
Me: Okay.
Then I'd hand them their shot where they were pretty much just silhouettes against the glare, neither them or the canyon visible. If you are going to ask the girl lugging camera equip around to take your picture, listen to her! I met a lot of people with Android phones who were sure it would take the perfect shot in any condition. Nope. It don't work with the Arizona sun behind you.
Especially the people who waited to specifically ask me to take the shot, they were obviously looking for me to bring some expertise to the party. Expertise they ignored. I should start saying 'no' but it's so awkward to do so.
Camera phones are awesome and can do a lot. I ain't dissing them, you just have to know how and when to use them. One of my top five fave shots from the trip was from my camera phone.

The run rays, the mistiness, the layers of canyon walls, the composition, the Colorado River reflecting light. I just relied on my sense of which camera I should use when and used my phone. I could not be happier with it. Actually I had a moment of irritation that my phone totally showed up my bag of gear with 3 lenses, hoods, 4 filters, cleaning supplies and that monopod I carried everywhere.

What struck me most about being there was the trees. I had an image of the canyon from all the typical photos all going for the grand views that it was pretty barren. The rim area is a sort of sparse forest with short trees. Hiking the rim path you are mostly in mottled shade, which is really nice. Coming up on the canyon, you can't see it until you are right at the edge.

The canyon is really, really big. This is actually an HDR photo, which means I took multiple pictures with different focus and settings and merged them. But everything is so big and far walls are so far that it doesn't do much.

Black and White is good for depth and clarity, though.
I intended to hike he Bright Angel train to a lookout point, despite dire warnings from the rangers about the steepness. Compared to Gorge hiking the steepness was not a problem. The altitude was, though. I made it 1.5 miles along the path and maybe 800 foot elevation changed before I turned around. The lookout point was 5 miles in. Someday ...
There were 4 rescue operations on the Saturday I was there. I am glad I chose to be a wimp. It sucked, but going 5 miles in was not going to happen. I did do some hiking of the rim trail instead.

Me nope'ing out of the canyon.
I was glad to have a room there. I'd explore in the mornings, then head back to my room for lunch and sun lotion and would hide during the most brutal part of the day. Most of the tourists have to leave around 5 or so each day. The park when the population starts plummeting is really, really nice.
The one thing I didn't bring on my trip was a flashlight. The Grand Canyon is a 'dark sky' park. I was new to this concept. There is no outside lighting to avoid any light pollution. The rooms of my hotel were all in little buildings scattered in the woods. Once it hits dark everything gets super dark. If you want to get anywhere, you have to walk the rim trail. So, this is how I wound up walking the edge of the canyon in the dark to get back from the bar at the Bright Angel lounge. The bar was a serious let down, but I am glad I gave it a try. I did have my cell phone, but didn't want to burn the battery and only turned it on when I needed it.
I did hit the hightlights. I went as East and as West and you can go. I poked around the Puebloan Culture ruins:

To keep this from going too long, here are a few more notes about being there:
* The public tram may be the environmental option, but it will give you an existential crisis about the worth of humanity.
* The central point with the lodges, restaurants and where most of the people get dropped is the worst viewpoint of the canyon.
* Getting anywhere actually in the canyon is hard.
* Even getting around the rim/top is hard and the masses of humanity are stressed. I think it's the altitude. Your body has to work harder and the slightly more rapid heartbeat feels like you are in a stressed state. I wonder if people feeling the same things physically they do when stressed causes them to just boil over easier. It made it hard for me to sleep. No matter who tired or relaxed I was, as soon as I tried to lay down my system working harder would trip me out a little.
Oddly, this is likely the weakest of my travel posts. The canyon area was lovely and interesting, but I wasn't there long enough to adjust to the altitude and wore out super fast. I am glad I made it out to Hermit's rest. The bus drivers all told me that Hopi Point was better for sunsets, but having gone end to end of the South Rim made me feel like I didn't miss out. Also, the Hermit's Rest area was lovely. Great views, wildflowers, etc.
Speaking of altitude, I wonder what the elevation of Crater Lake is? Oh, poop. I am going to train for that trip a bit by going to Mt. Hood a few times. Though the places I can get to on Mt. Hood will actually be lower than Crater Lake. Topography is weird.
Anyway, here are two more of my canyon pics :)


Sunset at Hermit's Rest.
Part 6: The Southwest Chief