25/7: Vladimiro had been to Grand Canyon National Park before. Many times. He had a secret spot, and to get there you had to walk for thirty minute through the low and sparse conifer forest on the south rim of the canyon.
Along the path, there were several burned tree stumps. They were surrounded by healthy, living trees, so a wildfire didn’t seem likely. But oh, I was in heaven, in the company of a professor and a PhD student of physical chemistry, the discussion turned very scinentific. We ended up agreeing on that the burned trees probably had been hit by lightning.
Mom, on the other hand, was busy being worried about the cougars. There had been signs by the road, warning us about cougars. So, mom couldn’t stop asking about how we should act if a cougar attacked. Apparently, we were supposed to fight back. A human can’t win a fight against a bear, which means fighting back would probably only make things worse. But a cougar might actually give up, if met with resistance. So when we found this big paw mark in the mud, she got nervous and started preparing for the fight. Sadly (atleast in my oppinion), we never saw any cougars.
Then, finally, we reached the edge – and were met by this curious rock formation of sandstone.
Katja Malmborg 