I'll be honest here on this one, I was getting so jealous that so many other runners had been down to experience the Grand Canyon and I had no real perception as to what they were talking about. Ive been so fortunate to see so many pockets of the world but I was dieing to see this area and the majestic size of the Grand.

Following up from my previous post on the Zion Traverse, Matt and I had good rest back at the ranch in Hurricane before heading out mid afternoon to drive to the Grand Canyon. We stopped to pick up groceries, soak our feet in the river and then make our way to the South Rim entrance.

We arrived late evening to the Grand, just in time for the sun to set. It was like a huge melting pot of people from all over the world, everyone coming to peer down to the great canyon below. On our drive there, the temperatures were soaring which immediately raised some concern about how hot this run was going to be for us as soon as the sun came up again. I went out on a limb to suggest "how about we start at midnight" to which Matt replied "perfect." So, instead of a 6am start as originally planned, we hammered back our dinner, filled our water, gear prepped and got an hour of sleep. By 12:30am (just 24hrs after the Zion Traverse) it was headlamps on as we descended down the Bright Angel trail. I knew we were surrounded by huge walls of rock but I wouldn't be able to comprehend their size until morning. We had definetly made the right call, the deeper down we ran, the warmer it got. I was dripping in sweat by the time we reached Phantom Ranch on the canyon floor. We loaded up with water and began running towards the North Rim. It was a false flat that I knew would make our descent back down really quick. We passed a few campsites where hikers were beginning to wake up at 4am in order to beat the heat. The sun came up as we worked our way up the steep climb to the North Rim.
I'm not very good with remember times at all so I think it was around 6:30am or so when we made it to the top of the Rim, sat down, had a bite to eat, put our thin windjackets on and re-filled our bottles. We ran into a few other hikers as we descended back towards the canyon, trying to get as far as possible before it got too hot and enjoying the shade from the big walls that blocked out the sun.

As we neared Phantom Ranch, I was craving that lemonade that everyone had talked up so much. Hikers thought we were crazy for running, we thought we were normal. We stopped for a good 40mins at Phantom Ranch, ate some food and hydrated like crazy. I even sent a postcard to a special someone back home as the thought that it would be carried out by a mule was kind of cool.


It was around 8:30am when with full bellies of water (I could hardly run) and temperatures at 102 F, we headed for our last and final climb. We had originally planned to take the South Kaibab trail back up (shorter by 2.5 miles, less tourists etc) but it was so freak'in hot already and there was no water on that route. We decided that because we were out for a leisurely run and we were ok with added miles, why not just take the Bright Angel trail back up. We passed tonnes of hikers and a few mule trails which really slowed us down and added time.

As we neared the top, the last 3-5miles were jam packed with people so we constantly dodged our way around everyone. Matt began to kick it into another gear and I had no choice but to follow. I was in a world of hurt but ready to get done.

We arrived back to our car 13hrs after having left. REALLY enjoyed this run as well and was so excited for all my friends and athletes who were also attempting the R2R2R in the next few days to experience it. WOW - 1:30pm and we still had the whole day in front of us - lol. We found some showers, got some food and tried to take a nap. I tried to answer some emails but with very little brain power to do so. It was then a late night drive around to Bolder City, NV to where we would crash at our friends Paul + Karens on Lake Mead and to where my running road trip with Matt would end and to where I would head up to Big Bear, CA for some R+R and a much needed re-set button on my health and training (blog on this to come.)
I'm grateful for all that I got to jam pack into 5 shorts days - pacing my good buddy at his first 100, experiencing the Zion Traverse and finally getting to achieve a bucket list of item of running the R2R2R. Good times, great people, what's next? Oh yes, getting healthy again.














