Last month, my husband and I enjoyed a short, four-day
vacation to the Grand Canyon. We’d visited on a car trip with two of our
children years ago but found driving through the South Rim frustrating because
of the high volume of traffic. Well, lots had changed. Not about the canyon
itself--the gorge is still as beautiful and majestic as ever. Plus we were
reminded more than once that the Grand Canyon is one of the seven natural
wonders of the world.
The tour package included a night at a historic hotel with
dinner and breakfast buffets in Williams (the closest city to the national park),
a bus tour of the sights, a night in a hotel inside the park, and the feature
we looked forward to most--the train ride. In our minds, the two-hour-and-fifteen-minute
ride would pass quietly as we either viewed the scenery or read our chosen
books. The ride itself went off like clockwork, but the management of the
company must believe the passengers need entertainment for almost the entire
ride.
Once I realized the tone, I settled back and listened to
cowboy banjo music, entertaining facts shared by the conductor, accordion music
by an energetic senior citizen, and a pseudo train robbery. (The conductor even
coached us on how to respond and what to say.) We got into the spirit and played along.
The shuttle buses running within the park allow visitors to
see the exhibits at their pace. I enjoyed not hassling with traffic and having
to avoid unpredictable pedestrians. Clouds and a cold wind arrived close to
sunset so we viewed the spectacular color display from inside a restaurant.
Theoretically, I knew the canyon was long--approximately 275
miles. But listening to the bus guide give the facts and figures made me
realize what a shock early explorers must have felt when arriving at the edge. Depending
on where in its length they encountered the gorge, they might have had to
travel for almost two weeks to get around it. Think of the native peoples and
the stories they created to explain such a geological feature.
The Grand Railway Hotel (Williams) is a great example of the
accommodations provided to travelers many years ago—high ceilings, detailed
woodwork, huge dining room, and efficient, friendly staff. Built in 1905 on the
canyon’s south rim, the El Tovar Hotel is a national landmark and was originally
a Harvey House (the subject of a future blog post). Just sitting on the porch
made me feel like I’d been transported in time--especially as I listened to the
Hopi flute player and let the plot ideas float in my head.
I’d love to hear suggestions for great spots to visit in the
western states. One lucky commenter wins an ecopy of my only historical romance set in the same state as the Grand Canyon: Libbie, Bride of Arizona.
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Linda, you hit upon something near and dear to my heart, History. To be able to walk the areas where our characters may have trod is so exciting, not only to the author, but probably to the reader as well. What a thrill is sounds to have been on this trip. Doris
ReplyDeletePS, the Black Canyon of the Gunnison is also a marvel as is the bottom of the Royal Gorge, both in Colorado.
I loved your trip and all of the history that you got to see and do. I loved going to Nevada to all of the old ghost towns and seeing what was left and I would imagine how it was many many years ago with all of the bars and what went on. I can't be entered to win the ebook as I can only do print disabled. Thank you Peggy Clayton ptclayton2@aol.com
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