We were all sitting around on break today and i started to think about the canyon and what it means to me. Its a comfort just knowing it is there. While i was there i lost something very special, but i found it again in the dark damps, and spectacular vistas of the Grand.
I know the politics of the river are F$%@ed, i just wish a sensible solution could be found for such an amazing place. But perhaps that's the canyon's gift, it may always force us to weigh our beliefs. For Powell it was for fame and fortune, a way to leverage the rest of his life. What is it now? What is it to you?
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