On our final morning at the Grand Canyon South Rim, we had a quick breakfast and moseyed over to the village to see whether we could see the Canyon. We could. Mostly it wasn't snowing. We moseyed through some of the stores and notable buildings, getting some shopping done, and while Linda continued perusing the content of Lookout Studio, I moseyed out to the terraces overlooking the canyon, and to my delight discovered that the area was filled with California condors. After lunch at the Bright Angel Lodge, we beat feet for home, being stormed on pretty much the entire way, so we didn't stop except the minimal amount required to eat, get gas, stay awake, or nap.