I found out on the first morning that I had better get my painting done promptly in the morning, because the monsoon was coming in that afternoon. I painted this one sitting out on a ledge. A guy from New Zealand came riding out there on a mountain bike. He said he travels around the world with his bike. He had ridden in many locations in the states, as well as Europe and Africa.
It got up to around 115 where I live, so I took off again for cooler country to paint. I ended up at the Grand Canyon again. A funny thing happened when I went to put my first finished field study in my wet panel box; There was a painting from my trip to Telluride that just showed up?
I had a good time at the Canyon and will be posting some of those paintings next.