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| ...I must share with you one other final experience regarding my trip to the Grand Canyon. As I wound my way along the south rim, I made it to the eastern-most viewing area just as the last vestiges of light streaked across the summer sky. Trudging out of my car, I passed scores of people getting ready to witness the awesome spectacle about to take place: a sunset over the Grand Canyon. People carried their cameras and camcorders toward the ridge, getting ready to forever capture and record this once in a lifetime sight. Fathers carried their children. Couples walked arm in arm. You could almost feel something in the air. From above, our single-minded trek to the edge must have looked like the epic final scene from a movie of Ben Hur proportions. Arriving at the viewing area, I settled myself in on the rock against the wooden observation tower. The sunset was only minutes away now. Next to me, a couple from Germany lay in each other's arms against a tree as he readied his Pentax. Catching my smiling glance, a small nod came my way. |
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