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Grand Canyon Lodge North Rim

29 Sep

Here is this weeks North Rim Grand Canyon Video Pick

Grand Canyon Serenade-Video

19 Sep

Public Television recently hosted an hour of Grand Canyon scenery paired with classical music masterpieces, Grand Canyon Serenade. I sat watching for the hour unable to move, just mesmerize by the magnitude of it. In a series for the next month I will be sharing different views of the Grand Canyon experience.

This spectacular program presents a stunning HD visual portrait of the Grand Canyon region set to the world-class music of some of the most beloved classical music composers such as Tchaikovsky, Brahms, and Dvorak. Viewers experience breathtaking panoramas and one of the most dramatic adventures on the planet in a meditative film journey that showcases the beauty and spiritual nature of one of America’s crown jewels.

Below is a preview, enjoy.

The story of our national parks is a long and complicated one, full of competing demands between utterly American impulses – between preservation and exploitation, the sacred and the profitable; between the immediate desires of one generation and its obligation and promise to the next.  

THIS IS AMERICA is a complete 45-minute film that tells the story of the national park idea through the prism of our nation’s diverse population, weaving together stories of extraordinary people from a wide variety of backgrounds who devoted their lives to the national park ideal – to preserve and protect these special places for everyone, for all time – and helped it broaden and evolve over the course of 150 years.

Grand Canyon, Ariz.: Ancient rock, eternal truths: Hike down to the Colorado River a dream come true – latimes.com

11 Sep

It’s easy to think big thoughts while cooling your heels in the Colorado River at the bottom of the canyon

A mule train winds its way down the Bright Angel Trail. (Jeff Robbins / Associated Press)

Every year around this time, I set out points North-East to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. One of my best friends shared this trip with me over 20 years ago, and in his honor I try to make my way before early Oct. closure. The solitude and beauty is breathtaking. I have shared this trip with many friends and family making for lasting memories of my own. In a series for the next month I will be sharing different views of the Grand Canyon experience. This NYTimes post caught my eye today, enjoy.

IF I CLOSE MY EYES, I can almost see Bright Angel Creek spilling into the Colorado River at the bottom of the Grand Canyon. I’ve been here only twice and don’t know if I’ll ever make it again because it’s a long, hard trip down from the rim — seven miles, losing 5,000 feet in elevation, along the South Kaibab Trail, the way I hiked into the Big Ditch in 2004, or a slightly more gradual 9.3 miles along Bright Angel Trail, the route I took before that on the back of a mule.

Five million people a year stand on the rim taking a gander at the 277-mile-long chasm, a stirring sight to be sure. But for those who make it down to the river there’s something even better: a strange little patch of paradise, halfway to the center of the Earth, it seems, where layers of ancient rock and a raging river speak eternal verities.

I’d imagined going there ever since my grandma gave me Marguerite Henry’s 1953 children’s classic “Brighty of the Grand Canyon,” about a free-spirited burro that toted water up and down the North Rim along Bright Angel Creek. So it was a dream come true to pitch a tent in the campground on the west side of Brighty’s stream, named by the great, one-armed canyon explorer John Wesley Powell.

On the mule trip I stayed at nearby Phantom Ranch, my favorite hotel in the world, built of logs and native stone by the Fred Harvey Co. in the 1920s. It has a corral for the mules, snug cabins and a rustic dining hall that serves steak and baked potato dinners, with chocolate cake for dessert.

After supper I’d sit on the smooth stone beach by the big river, cooling my blistered feet, waiting for God

to switch on the stars while the red-black Vishnu schist and pink Zoroaster granite canyon walls disappeared around me.

Nothing lasts forever, or everything does in one form or another; I don’t know which, but in a place like that I think big thoughts. And I feel lucky to be alive in America, beautiful from coast to coast and from top to bottom. Bottom, especially.

— Susan Spano

Spano is a longtime travel writer whose work frequently appears in the Los Angeles Times.

Grand Canyon: Hike down to the Colorado River a dream come true – latimes.com