My last day in Yellowstone I *really* wanted at at least *glance* the Grand Canyon. My earlier Bison Encounter slowed me down, but was *totally* worth it. From Old Faithful, I decided to take the loop starting going east on 191 skirting Thumb and then Yellowstone Lakes. This was a beautiful drive. I only succumbed to the urge to get out of Junior once to smell the wet air. I imagine boating on the lakes must be unbelievable. I then proceeded north on Grand Loop Road up toward Artist’s Point. I got there just in time for a gorgeous dusk!
The Grand Canyon was both staggeringly, impossible-to-describe-enormous, and slightly smaller than I thought it would be. 🙂 Seeing it from one tiny vantage point, even one with as many views as Artist’s Point, is likely selling it enormously short.
It’s definitely one of those places that truly embodies words like “awesome” and “reverence.” Its like a massive mountain cathedral with it’s own holy water dancing through the bottom. I immediately wanted to both take the mule tour down, and go rafting on the bottom. I was certain I had to come back and see more, but was totally happy with my 30 minutes of bliss!