...to the Grandest of Canyons. It's been some 39 (eegads) years since I was last there; surprisingly, I remember a great deal about being there, too. I even remember this picture being taken, and even more so the picture of Daddo kneeling on the ledge and all of us (except Terry, who is blissfully unconcerned and grinning at the camera) looking at him instead of at the camera. I remember being SO worried he would fall off!
Anyway, Brendan has never seen the Big Hole In the Ground, so he is very excited, too. We are flying to Arizona tomorrow (Thursday) and will stay over in Flagstaff and then go take in the view on Friday. I'm pretty sure I don't remember where this tree stump was so I don't plan on recreating this picture. And I've long since outgrown that kicky pink sundress I am wearing.
Go West, Young Woman!
I think we viewed from the South...correct me if I'm wrong, Dad. Ergo, find the stump on the south side, get up on it and have Brendan duplicate said shot. Although, I doubt you'd fit into that little sundress anymore than I'd still fit into my cowboy outfit. Have fun, sis:)
ReplyDeleteScratch that...I mean my Indian Outfit. That's all right; I'm sure mom knows what I'm talking about.
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