Moments after Mr. Enthusiasm joined me in the parking lot at the Bright Angel Lodge, we departed for Lake Powell. I was hungry and cranky after my 19 mile trek from the South Rim down to the Colorado River and back, but he suggested we just suck it up and push on so we could get to our hotel, shower and then have a nice dinner. The best laid plans…
An unsigned highway closure and forced detour added over an hour to our drive. By this point, 3 hours after leaving the Grand Canyon, I was ready to gnaw my own arm off.
Sweaty, dishevelled, smelly and covered in an inch of red dirt, we finally succumbed to a primal craving for junk food and pulled into a McDonalds.
Do. Not. Judge. Me.
A Big Mac never tasted so good.
The following day, I was determined to explore Antelope Canyon, a place fellow blogger, Carol, introduced me to a few weeks ago. After seeing her beautiful photos, I knew I could not be that close and not visit this must-see place.
Of course I wasn’t planning on being in near-traction from aching joints and muscles, with heels missing layers of flesh from burst and bleeding blisters. Improvisation was to be the order of the day.
The only way to see Lower Antelope Canyon, part of Navajo Nation, is via guided tour.
And it involves walking. Also climbing. On ladders. Giddy up.
From Ken’s Guided Tours website:
“There are steel ladders anchored into the canyon walls. The ladders vary from 3 ft. to 25 ft. being the longest. Ladders over 8 ft. have handrails in place. There are escape rope ladders placed on top of the canyon, in metal boxes, for any type of emergencies.”
Me. Enthusiasm was less than thrilled, repeating, “this better be worth it…” several times.
I assured him it would be.
It was, right? Check it out:
It was really impossible to narrow it down to just these shots. Each turn through the canyon delivered more spectacular art.
Nature porn at its finest…
Have you booked your trip to Antelope Canyon yet? No? How about now…
Lower Antelope Canyon has left an imprint on my heart.
Your beauty was truly humbling.
*** All photos were taken with my iPhone, on the Chrome setting. No other filters applied. Sometimes Mother Nature does the work for us.
Keep moving. Even when it really hurts. It’s always worth it.
p.s. This entire post was created and published on my iPhone as I sit in a hotel room, too lazy to pull out my laptop. Apologies for spelling, formatting or any other errors. Travelling all this week.
p.p.s. I edited this post to group the photos into galleries for easier viewing. This was done on a laptop. 🙂