I fell in love with the Grand Canyon on my first trip west in 1968 and finally moved to Flagstaff in 1984 so I could take vacations somewhere else.

I first got serious about photography so I could share my trips in The Canyon with my friends and family and so I could better remember in my senior years what I had seen when I was younger and more vigorous. However I also found photography to be a pleasing activity in which to engage when I wasn't hiking my legs off.

Some of the photos I have included here are not of the best quality, but are included for the pleasure of myself, my friends and my family and sometimes as historical documents.