The whole family hiked down to the first switchback on the Bright Angel Trail for our last day at the Grand Canyon. Eloise soon fell asleep and her little baby snores set the pace. Here’s a shock for everyone: Eloise was the youngest person we saw on the trail. Although, in all fairness, we were not on the trail very long at all.
This very trail figures prominently (not really) in my family history. In the early 1970s, my parents joined my dad’s older brother and his college friends for a late-December hike overnight in the Grand Canyon.
After our morning hike, I completed the National Park Passport Grand Canyon stamps at Kolb Studio. Then we had a very nice lunch at the Arizona Room until the kids started throwing broccoli at each other through their chair backs and we had to leave. Still TWO HOURS to kill before the train boarded.