One stop along the way was for some camping in Grand Canyon National Park. Our original idea was to hike down into Havasu Canyon and spend a few days at the falls (look it up, itâ€™s gorgeous). However, the fact that it was monsoon season (deadly flash floods) and a 10 mile hike into the canyon 100+ ÂºF weather, we decided to camp up on the South rim.
It being our honeymoon, we decided to pick the remotest of camp sites â€“ Desert View. It was a pleasant spot; scraggly brush, warped trees and desert. Exactly what youâ€™d expect the Grand Canyon to be. When we first rolled in, there was a group of ravens the size of midgets who were terrorizing something (or someone?) underneath a picnic table of one of the camp sites. We opted NOT to take that site. We searched around and found one of the most out of the way spots, furthest from the entrance and other folks. Weâ€™re not anti-social, but it was our honeymoon, and we wanted to be respectful.
We did some hiking that day and checked out the situation. I had never been to the Grand Canyon before, and when I finally stood in front of it and all its majesty, I couldnâ€™t help but think, â€œMan, this sure is grandâ€.
It had been a long day of driving, and we were tired, so we turned in early that night. It was very quiet; very peaceful. I drifted off without a care in the world.