Raven was scoping out our path onward yet downward, wondering if we were up to the task. He seemed rightfully arrogant, knowing he could spread his wings and swoop down that switchback in a matter of seconds. It was his canyon and we were visitors, thankful for the chance to trek through his beautiful home.
Condor showed us how to move forward with grace and ease while we stood transfixed and speechless on Plateau Point. We then stumbled awkwardly back to Indian Gardens, feeling the pull of gravity with every step. As we rested our weary feet, Condor continued his flight to parts of the canyon unknown.