I drove thru this canyon one December night in 1958 in a blizzard, the snow was piling up & all I could see was the river & outline of steep cliffs on each side, it seemed like I drove for 4 hours, never saw another vehicle, finally came out onto the plains of Wyoming. Like I'd been on another planet. Always wanted to drive it on a nice summer day, just to see where I'd been. I'm sure it is beautiful, but not that night.
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