At the end of January I was a able to be a part of a group of eight women who hiked the Grand Canyon. Yes, THE Grand Canyon-one of the natural wonders of the world. It was AMAZING.
But, before I was able to go on the trip, I had a mini trip of my own. Three days before we were to leave for our trip, it started to rain, and rain, and rain. I am not a complainer of rain but it was non-stop. Rain hasn't really ever affected the way we go about our day to day business but with the non-stop rain it was becoming inconvenient to do a few normal tasks. But, what can you do? On day three of the rain, the kids and I ran a few errands before we headed home. When we got the dry wash we cross to get to our house, it was RUNNING and running swiftly. It was kind of a novelty, so we watched for awhile and then headed to Nimrod's office to wait it out. During monsoon storms, the was runs for a little bit and then goes down. Two hours later, it is dinner time and the was is going up, not down. We decide to go out to eat since we are stuck in town and then plan to head home. We have a nice dinner, yadda-yadda, time to go home. The wash was not going down, the rain is not stopping and we need to get home. Nimrod's dad was with us and so they decide we will park our cars at a ranch on this side of wash and walk our home.
We drive to the ranch and park the cars. With the kids bundled up and the daylight slipping away we headed down the railroad tracks and across the railroad bridge to get over the wash. From there we veered off into the desert and slopped through the wet mud while being rained on. Twenty minutes later we see the lights of my in-laws house. We finally get there, wet, cold, and tired. My mother-in-law drove us over to our house just down the road and we were very thankful for our warm, dry home. While we were hiking, I kept thinking, "If this is what the canyon is going to be like, it will be MISERABLE." But, I was set to go 2 days later.
With the continuous rain in our area, the Grand Canyon was getting pounded with snow. The eight of us were throwing emails and texts back and forth, trying to figure out who was still willing to go. There had been more ladies, but with the terrible weather, people were dropping like raindrops. The few crazy ones were still in it. Nimrod's anxiety was going up with each rain drop falling . I was going to be gone for 3 days, it was snowing, I was driving the women and I had never driven in snow. I, however, chose not to think about those things.
The day came for us to leave and it was still raining. I picked up the ladies and off we went. This was the view out my front windshield as we approached the Canyon area.
The next morning, the day of the hike down, we woke up to clear skies. God is great! Isn't this an amazing view? You cannot even see the bottom of the canyon from this view.


I survived hiking the Grand Canyon, deep snow and wildlife encounters. It was a unique experience spent with some great friends, new and old. AND, the food at Phantom Ranch at the bottom of the Canyon is definitely worth the hike down. I will do anything for good chocolate cake and I was not disappointed! Of course, I had to drive home with a broken speedometer (a challenge with no cars on the road) and couldn't walk for 3 days. Minor discomforts for a trip of a lifetime.










