By Izzy Weisz, Sierra Club Youth Ambassador
So we went to the Grand Canyon. Man oh man, that place is not kidding around with aesthetics. As we descended into the canyon under the late afternoon sun on Thursday, Daniel began to play the bagpipes. That's right -- we hiked to the soundtrack of Scottish tunes. Top that. I dare you.
Like on any vacation with the fam, we got a little impatient here and there. I mean who can blame us for choosing to catch some rays and bask in that hot AZ sun instead of coordinate and stuff? We also got a little caught up adventuring (like any true nature enthusiasts would), and had some mishaps with trying to interview The Man, AKA Sierra Club Executive Director Michael Brune. Conveniently, we did get to eat s'mores. So really all was well.
Day number two was on a different wavelength, to put it lightly. We got the chance to chat with members of the Native American Havasupai ("Supai") tribe about uranium mines that're being built in the surrounding area. The Supai and the Sierra Club are all: "Hold the phone, hey Obama can we make the greater Grand Canyon area a national monument? No Mines!"
After that we did finally catch Michael Brune, and I'm not going to lie, I was slightly star struck. And then he knew my name. And then I got a pic with him. And then we followed each other on Instagram.
Had to take a screen shot to commemorate the moment. And a video, too...
Daniel and I also got to take part in a tribal ceremony, which was beyond cool. Drums, ideas about balance and the interconnection between humans and nature, and on the summer solstice no less. Afterwards we ate fry-bread tacos (nom), and jetted off to the airport. Quick trip, unforgettable experiences.
Even though we're back from Arizona, don't freak out, our next trip is... drum roll please… Now! On the road and planning to capitalize on our time in this district, if you catch my drift.