If you want to see people do crazy things, visit the Grand Canyon. It seems to be a magnet for folks who either have a screw loose or are suffering from suicidal tendencies. Like these folks. They’re all where they shouldn’t be. And it’s a good rule. The drop-off here is roughly 1500 feet. The woman standing just in front of the father and son is inches away from learning how to fly. Then there’s the couple sitting on the edge at the end of the outcropping. Dumb. Why is the view any better from where they’re sitting than from where I’m standing? I don’t get it.
Aside from the crazies, the Grand Canyon has gotten way too busy. For me anyway. Unless you get there early in the morning there’s just not enough parking. Too many cars and campers. Not to mention the buses. Heck, this was March. You might as well be trying to maneuver down the strip in Las Vegas. And walking ain’t much easier. So if you want to see the “big hole”, go in December or something. Right around Christmas sounds about right.