At the end of our massive tour through Yellowstone we saw a sign for the 'Grand Canyon of Yellowstone'. So how could we not stop.
Well, the kids were a bit put off. They were getting beat tired and the sun was intense. By this time we had been in the van rocketing around the park for 7 hours and we were nearing the end.
We had a pretty intense discussion and debate in the parking lot before we even got out. In the end we went to see the water fall and the kids guaranteed ice cream after supper.
The walk to the north lookout was a short 10 minutes and it was worth it. The sound of the falls as we were getting close was getting most of us excited (there was one lone hold out in the parking lot negotiations who would not relent bit in the end got thrown under the bus by the other two and was royally pissed at all four of us!).
The waterfall was so neat. Our youngest had buckets of questions about the water, swimming in the waterfall, if we could jump down, etc.
So beautiful it made me wet my pants in life ending fear.
But for me it was overshadowed by the lookout being perched over a billion foot drop to the rocky, stabby, bone mushing canyon below.
This is pretty much how most of our stops go. We sell the stop and explain how amazing it will be. But as the day goes on we sometimes lose some credibility and it get harder and harder to get them out of the van.
But we would have it no other way.
