Your Fog Keeps Lifting Me Higher…

Your Fog Keeps Lifting Me Higher…


I woke up at 6, was cold, and couldn’t imagine going back to sleep. I could have run the heater, but I didn’t want to waste the day away staying warm.  I was excited to see what the day may bring, hoping for the fog to lift.  I made some tea and got going…It was more foggy in the morning that it was the night before.  The park tends to put its directional signs on the other side of intersections so you can see it at the moment you stop.  The problem was you couldn’t see that far ahead, so I was guessing.  I took a wrong turn down a one way so I had to continue on until I had another chance at the right turn.  I missed it again and had to do the same thing over.  On the second attempt I went slower, but the fog was ridiculous and I missed it third time.  At 6 in the morning and complete fog, it didn’t matter as far as time went, so I laughed and went around again.  All I could think of was…Look kids Big Ben, Parliament

I finally made it the right direction and cheered aloud in the van.  I laughed and headed to the visitor center parking lot to hang out a bit and see what I could see.  The weather forecast called for dense fog until about 11.  I overheard a ranger tell someone that the forecast for yesterday was the same, but it never broke. 

I took a different perspective as I knew that I would be coming back, and that I had been here before.  I enjoyed the uniqueness of the day. I overheard and spoke to many workers and locals that had not seen this weather in quite a while. I found it quite special that I would be here on this day.  I sat and watched the fog as a living, breathing entity.  It would lover about ten feet, then within minutes it would rise up far above everyone’s heads, to the point where you couldn’t see ten feet in front of you.  Then, it would slowly lower again, back to it’s original resting place.  It gave me the sense that the fog was alive or maybe the canyon was simply breathing.  The fog was low enough that I could stand out on a couple overlooks and take some pictures. 

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I was also able to see the saint that I am.  The sun behind me, and the fog ahead of me created a phenomena called “glory.”  Check me out in all my angelic “glory.”

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I hung with a raven for a bit.  We chatted…it kept saying, “forevermore.”  I got confused…

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I decided to hike as far as I could west on the south rim.  I figured I could just take a shuttle bus back wherever I got too tired to continue.  I took pictures along the way of the amazing frost called hoar frost (special note to the spelling).  A worker in the bookstore explained it to me. 

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 I went to the Hopi House, one of the many beautiful buildings designed by Mary Colter, to check out the art gallery. The watchtower, from the previous post, was another.  Here is the Hopi House.


I was allowed to shoot some photos so I focused on the intricate designs of pottery, some paintings, and masks.

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Through the view finder you’ll see… FOG!


As I was hiking the rim the fog finally broke and I was treated to some beautiful scenes of broken clouds floating through the canyon.  After about an hour it was all gone and the canyon was clear. 

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More Glory!


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After walking about 6 miles I saw a family that I had seen previously.  They were surprised that I didn’t start heading back yet.  I told them I would just take a bus. They regretted to inform me that the buses were not running the routes out to that area.  I was shocked, but they were nice enough to give me a ride back.  I made it back in time for sunset, but I wasn’t in a great location.  I’ll take what I get.

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I decided to stay in the park for one more night, but this time I would stay in the RV section so I could plug in and not worry about my battery or disturbing people by starting the car at random times of the night.  In the morning I was to get up and drive the way I was hiking and go beyond the place I hiked back.  Apparently they open this area up to cars only from December to February, so I thought I should take advantage before I leave.  Next stop Sedona area…Red Rocks here I come!

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One Response to Your Fog Keeps Lifting Me Higher…

  1. Michelle says:

    Wow, that hoar frost is really unique. It is going sideways! Glad you could experience Grand Canyon in a different way, with fog as an accessory instead of a hindrance. Love the Glory pictures :)

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