We got to the Grand Canyon in time to see the Huskies advance to the Sweet Sixteen. We were a little disappointed that they didn't show much on the second half, since the Huskies blew New Mexico away.

There were a lot of places without rails. I didn't want to get too close to the edge. They sell a book about about all the deaths in the Grand Canyon. About 6-8 die each year. We took a rim walk today, about 1.3 miles. You can walk down the same trail where the mules go, but it was a bit slippery & it's a mile down in elevation to the bottom. I didn't want to risk falling to the bottom.


This Navajo provided entertainment on the ride back. He wasn't cheesy (and begging for a tip like the phony train robbbers) so I gave him a decent tip.


They say the best time to take pictures is at dawn & dusk.