Oliver is…

He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man

…done with canyoning

There’s not much about America that screams ‘come and see me’ but the one thing I was eagerly looking forward to visiting, and not because it was utterly ridiculous like Vegas, was the Grand Canyon. I guess one day I’d like to go to Yellowstone, hopefully that’s better than Yosemite or it’d be a wasted trip back over.


It’s impossible (read: it’d take a long time) to see it all, as it’s 277 miles long, but seeing as I was in the middle of the desert anyway it seemed like booking a cheap bus tour out to at least see part of it was worth doing.


Of course, things aren’t that simple.

Intending to go on the 21st of the month, the girl booking the trip accidentally put 24 into the online form (another reason by the number pad should be used for page up/page down functions rather than numbers) and it wasn’t until about 10pm on the 20th that I noticed this. The tour company’s office was closed at this time so I got up early (around half five the next day) to ring and ring and ring in the hope that they opened early to coincide with their sunrise pick up times.

Luckily they did, luckily they had space and luckily they’d send a shuttle bus to pick me up from my hostel. Sadly, that shuttle bus didn’t let me on — the driver claiming that I must’ve booked a tour with someone else. When I phoned the office a bit later to check if they were sending a shuttle bus I was told that I’d missed it already.

A rushed scramble up to the nearest casino to get a taxi to the pick up point later, and I was ready to wait for the bus to leave with my free ‘breakfast’.

There’s not much to say about the actual canyon itself. It’s big, it’s impressive and I’m very glad I went. In parts it reminded me of Australia, I guess because of it’s redness and the changing of colour along the way, but it was also unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The sheer size of the drop was incredible and I still can’t get my head round quite how long it really is — roughly from Edinburgh to the southern tip of Shetland — but I guess they’re not doing much else with the space.


There was also a bit of wildlife including a few lizards, this elk and a very docile squirrel.



Our bus also showed us the Hoover Dam on the way home, but that picture didn’t really work out.


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2 Responses

  1. Dave says:

    The best part is how it doesn’t have a title.

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