It was cold and breezy with a light dusting of snow here at the Grand Canyon during sunrise when we visited a few days ago. We were wrapped up the best we could, and still, we shivered on the exposed rim. Hot chocolate from the El Tovar beckoned, but first, we huddled together, waiting for the sun to make its 7:32 morning appearance. I am always overwhelmed by the beauty of the canyon in the early morning light and intrigued by the thought that with so many visitors to this National Park, so few should brave the chill to witness this spectacle.