By Emma Hesselsweet | November 16, 2021 My eyes were groggy and I sat up, shivering. My teeth chattered, and I looked around. My gaze fell on my brother. His eyes were shut, and he was rhythmically breathing slow, tired breaths. I got out of my bed, and peeked through the curtain that separated myContinue reading “Grand Canyon: Bright Angel Trail to Plateau Point”
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The Peace of Wild Things 