Touring the Wild, Wild West

The Grand Canyon. Looking downriver from Bright Angel Point.

 

The Grand Canyon 

The next morning, September 26, Louise and I set off down U.S. Highway 89 for the Grand Canyon, a trip of about a hundred miles. At Jacob Lake, Arizona, we turned onto Highway 67 and drove south 25 miles to Demotte Campground, a National Forest Service facility about seven miles from the entrance to the Grand Canyon National Park's North Rim. (It's about 20 miles further to the Visitor's Center at the North Rim.)

DeMotte Campground is in a beautiful location at an altitude of 8,800 feet on the Kaibab Plateau, a large and high plateau (up to 9,200 feet) which forms the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, which, by the way, is 2,000 feet higher than the South Rim. Set in a forest of aspens and Douglas firs, the campground has no hookups for RVs, but at $10 per night, the price is right. We soon had our trailer parked and set off for the canyon. 

The Grand Canyon. Looking upriver.

Everything you've heard about the Grand Canyon is true. It is an awe-inspiring sight. We parked at the Visitor's Center and walked to the Bright Angel Point overlook, then drove the roads around the rim for other views. The only problem was that because of forest fires at many places around the southwest that fall, the air was hazy with smoke. I processed my photographs for maximum clarity, but Capture One and Photoshop can only do so much. They are in no way as good as they could have been if the day had been clear.

Grand Canyon scenes.

All photos made with Fuji X-T20 camera, Fujinon XC 16-50mm f3.5-5.6 OISII lens  

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(Photographs copyright David B. Jenkins 2020)

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