Now for a show of hands. How many people recognize the agonizing switchbacks of the Bright Angel trail ascending the South Rim of the Grand Canyon?
That's because I hiked the Grand Canyon rim to rim and lived to tell about it.
Due to lack of thoughtful planning, we managed to hike 25 miles in 48 hours. Hiking out by moonlight seemed like such a good idea at the time.
That was many years ago, but the memories of gale force winds blowing away all our camping gear in Indian Gardens are still fresh.
We all lived to tell about it, but I never hurried back to try it again.
I'll probably regale you with the long version one day. But not tonight.
Tonight I've got to practice my flute.