Snowstorms at Grand Canyon are typically fast-moving affairs that fail to linger. Not so in March of 2006. A slow moving system parked over the Grand Canyon for days. It was the longest stretch that I could remember in my dozen years as a resident where the canyon was completely veiled by mist and fog.
On March 12th, I saw a patch of blue open up in the heavy cloudbank over my home on the South Rim. On a hunch I drove towards Yaki Point in the hope of catching a glimpse of the chasm, and I was richly rewarded for braving the wind and cold.
From the traffic pullout just east of Grand Canyon Village the breaking storm offered a command view of a brilliant inner canyon, blanketed by a fresh foot of snow. The window in the fog closed in a matter of seconds, and it would be another day before the canyon was visible again.
I was quite thankful to be able to make a few photographs during the blustery interlude, with “East Rim Winter Scenic” being my favorite. This image is available as a matted print on my website.
