I could just as easily have titled this post, 2017: annus horribilis. It was. Horribilis, with a dollop of Shitibilis, and a heaping spoonful of Assibilis. Good riddance 2017.
Art by the lake.
Dusky skies over Lake Ontario
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…