Beth thought she'd play it safe and place me far away from the canyon's edge for a photo. But this is really kind of silly. I'm on a metal thing that points out the different canyon shapes.
I guess the scenery was pretty cool. And I appreciate that there was a metal rim between me and the edge of the rock.
But Beth has a really bad track record. She's never cautious enough. I'm pretty sure I could have fallen down that hole!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.