Two weeks ago I did something dumb. Angry that our annual Grand Canyon backpacking trip was scotched by my busted knee, Padre and I decided to load up the Subaru and do the same trip, but in a day. Adding to this, the fact that my knee was still not-quite-healed-certainly-not-doctor-approved translated into this trip NOT being wife approved. Un-wife-sanctioned hiking is by far the most dangerous thing I do. Like I said: dumb. But then again, most of the thingsI do on this blog are dumb.
If you follow me on Instagram you know that I took many pictures of the trip. An unreasonable number of pictures. On top of all these pictures, writing about hiking the Grand Canyon is hard. I’m terrified this post will turn into: “We walked down, it hurt. We walked up, it hurt more.” So, with all that in mind, I’m just going to let the pictures do the talking.
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Max Wilson is a graduate student studying ecology at Arizona State University. He write here at Lesser Places, occasionally for Backpacker.com, and even more occasionally for scientific journals. You can follow him on twitter @maxomillions.