The color of the landscape changed quite dramatically during our drive there. The scrub brush turned into meadows, which turned into forest, which turned in yet another version of forest and scrub. There were two factors involved in this. One is more rain and one is the increase in elevation. And another time when I have more time, I'll try to remember these zones and maybe post about them.
Wally and I confirmed that we do not like heights. Or as Wally put it, he doesn't like any place where a slight shove could send him tumbling to his death. And though that sounds a bit melodramatic, there were several places with no railings along the rim where that could have happened. Theo, however, was invigorated by the chance to scramble up some rocks to get a better view.
Here are a few sights from today.
|The area was a lot lusher than anything we have seen in the last few days.|
|Angels Window. Through the window you can actually see the Colorado River. This area is the only place you can see the river on the North Rim.|