Imagine walking along the edge of the Grand Canyon without seeing another soul. Imagine skies so clear and sharp that mountains 100 miles away are visible. Imagine a blanket of snow in the forest and frosting the red rocks of the canyon walls. Now stop walking and just listen.
Hear that hushed stillness? For a minute, the world is suspended. All that exists is you and the Earth’s most distinctive scar. The canyon appears especially bewitching and luscious in the low angled light.
Welcome to the wintertime version of Grand Canyon...