Remembering the Grand Canyon’s Legendary Protector

Remembering the Grand Canyon’s Legendary Protector
Remembering the Grand Canyon’s Legendary Protector
It is just past six a.m. and the dawn rays are kissing a frothy spray dancing above the rapid ahead. The wind and hundred-plus desert temperatures are still sleeping. That reprieve of gusty, furnace-like heat tempers my nerves little. My mouth is desert dry thanks to adrenaline coursing through my body. I try to focus…