After walking across one of the lower level plateaus we started descending again. Pat waits for the rest of us to catch up while gazing at the muddy Colorado River.
A particularly red section of rock. This layer even stands out when a person gazes down at the canyon from the rim. By the time we made it through this little section of rock all our shoes were pink with dust.
Looking down at the switchbacks and bridge that would take us to the Bright Angel Campground.
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