Didn’t even know I had a bucket list but maybe we all do but haven’t written it down like in the movie.
Two days ago, Klaus and I drove from Las Vegas to the west rim of the Grand Canyon. Sunny day for trip into the desert in a Crown Victoria (horse with no name) rental. Trip is about 120 miles each way and about 10 miles is rutted, dusty, gravel road. We looked at flying but this way we enjoyed the drive and shared philosophies of life.Gravel roads aren’t that bad if you are the first one in line driving down one, unfortunately everyone left the reservation about the same time so the road on the way back was like clouds of white fog, dust permeating everything – heaven help the lungs of the poor guy we saw in a convertible.
The west rim is part of the Hualapai Indian reservation who are running the skywalk, and selling various trinkets and jewellry charging all and sundry to enter the area. You can also fly over and into the canyon by helicopter, and plane – I should have tried the helicopter, would have been a whoop. Anyway I have lots of pictures from a fun day, spent probably 45 minutes or so on the skywalk (still have my slippers!) and found it quite relaxing on the glass walkway. If it can hold a loaded 747 it can probably hold me, and it did.
Right beside the skyway I and others were clambering onto the open rock to take pictures. That was way more risky than the skywalk, no obstacles to going over the cliff there, and going over the edge there you are 4000 feet up, and no slowing down until you smack bottom. If I get 25 likes to this post I will consider myself bribed to try and upload my video from edge.
Life and Random Thinking 