It was August when we did that… very hot at the bottom. We spent the night at Phantom Ranch in a bunkhouse. When we crossed the footbridge over the Colorado River, we could hear the boulders being moved by the current. We cooled off in some smaller streams, and fed the deer some of our trail mix from our hand. Such beauty all around. Donkeys on the trails, too, carrying things in and out. Anything you bring into the canyon, you have to pack it out. We had packed some Dinty Moore beef stew that we warmed up with a sterno burner that evening, and some tapioca pudding cups. We did have a big breakfast in the mess hall before heading out the next morning. Good memories. Today you would probably have to make a reservation more than a year out to do what we did. Thought about doing the river rafting trip through the canyon, but don’t know if we will ever do that. You never know about us, though… we could get a hairbrained idea, even at our age.