a tale of two times

No camera or lens can properly reveal the nuance within the Grand Canyon's labyrinth. 

Our first glimpse on entering the park at dusk, mostly overcast.

Perhaps it's best kep secret anyway - to instill the desire to somehow make our way down, down, down to the bottom, to the Colorado River.

Bright and early in the morning as we depart, overcast again but slightly sunnier. 

Even Tucker, who would not stand within five feet of the rim, shares the desire to hike all the way to the bottom.