Foto Friday is a new feature on Get Busy Livin and will run regularly, you guessed it, every Friday. This will be my opportunity to display some of my photography, as well as a short story to go with the photograph.
Today’s photo comes from one of those few places in the world that you have to experience first hand to understand its grandiose. For years, I had seen photographs of the Grand Canyon, even remembering how beautiful it looked. It was never a priority to visit, as to me it always seemed like one of those places that you could see on a postcard, why waste your money and time to see a big hole in the ground. Then I had an opportunity to visit it, and let me be the first to say how wrong I was. I have now been back to visit 3 times and would love to explore the canyon floor and other various parts of the rim. It takes your breath away and reminds you of the power and awesomeness that Mother Nature can provide.
This photo was from my 3rd and last journey to the southern rim of the Grand Canyon. Juliet and I had taken a quick 300 mile road trip from Southern California to Kingman, Arizona in February, 2007, to meet my grandparents who had flown in from Minnesota. My grandpa had just beaten prostate cancer a year prior, and was looking to move to a warmer climate, closer to their Southern California-based family where my grandma would feel comfortable, should anything happen to him. Kingman was the town he had decided upon.
We spent Friday and Saturday in Kingman, where we explored the town and all the little old mining town of the Route 66 glory days had to offer. It was a quaint little town, perfect for my grandparents. They had been looking at houses and had chosen a new development on the outskirts of town where they found some new homes they loved. I purchased the home that they loved in order to ensure that nothing would come in the way of their dream of moving closer to their kids and grandkids. I am very close to my grandparents, who I feel were instrumental in raising me as a child, so this was the least I could do for them.
Sunday afternoon, we said our goodbye’s and continued on our journey east, towards the Grand Canyon. Juliet had never been before, and I was eager to show her how awesome it was. We were able to make the additional 200 mile journey up I-40 and to the southern rim of the Grand Canyon, at Grand Canyon Village. We got there an hour before sunset and were able to take a walk along the rim of the canyon and experience the awesomeness of the canyon during the daylight, as well as a sunset through the canyon just a few short minutes later. Truly an amazing experience and a very fulfilling end to a life-changing road trip.