Visitors at Grand Canyon want every big bird they see to be a condor. And although I’d like to see them with more regularity, I’ll settle with a turkey vulture.
What do you see soaring above and below?
To see what’s happening in skies around the world go to Sky Watch Friday.
I woke up to this blurry view from my RV window. Something told me I wouldn’t be driving out the Walhalla.
Repeated whinny question of the morning at the Lodge, “when will it clear up?”
I do not predict weather. Even the weather reporters can’t keep up.
I’ve been here five summers and have only experienced this four times.
They are so lucky. Most visitors won’t see this.
Instead they will show vacation photos of an intense blue sky over the warm washed layers of orange, yellow, cream and green.
The scene so quickly changing.
Breath of the dragon swirls around the temples.
Now you see it.
Now you don’t.
It’s magic.
Ok, so he’s not wearing a kilt. But he plays the bagpipes while visiting National Parks.