Grand Canyon
Ben and I were a few weeks into our Summer 1991 cross country exploration. We woke up at our KOA in Ash Fork, AZ, with a plan to spend the day beholding the majesty of Grand Canyon, which neither of us have seen in person before.
The day didn't start out so great. We broke down the tent in the rain and soiled the car with our muddy shoes. And the rain di…