The storm blew in, blew out, blew back in again, somtimes snow, sometimes rain, sometimes both. Here's what it looks like from Bright Angel Lodge. Normally there's a Grand Canyon beyond that stone wall.

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.

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elf1 > I took billions of condor photos, but had to delete most of them, they were so blurry. Just pulled out the best of a bad lot. Sigh again.

elf1 > Here's one of the condor gang--number 53, apparently--waiting for the sun to come out.

elf1 > Bright Angel Canyon again, from a slightly different perspective.

elf1 > Info about the Bright Angel Lodge.

elf1 > Mary Colter designed this fireplace to show all the layers of rock in the canyon, and its shape reflects the shapes of the appropriate layers, and the stones are actual stones from the corresponding layers. Very cool.

elf1 > Fireplace in Bright Angel Lodge. A popular place on a cold, snowy day.

elf1 > The storm blew in, blew out, blew back in again, somtimes snow, sometimes rain, sometimes both. Here's what it looks like from Bright Angel Lodge. Normally there's a Grand Canyon beyond that stone wall.

The storm blew in, blew out, blew back in again, somtimes snow, sometimes rain, sometimes both. Here's what it looks like from Bright Angel Lodge. Normally there's a Grand Canyon beyond that stone wall.