Great photos. I have a client in Holbrook and almost got arrested for "insiting a riot" (I refused to pay for my dinner at some dive called "Butterfield Stage Co." when my Dad ate half of a roach in his dinner, LONG story, suffice it to say, the local cop was a piece of work and reminded me of Barney Fife's retarded cousin Otis). What a DUMP that town is. We *did* plan for a day of rest though after the job was over to visit the Grand Canyon, something him and I have always wanted to see. This was also Dad's last job with our company as I do all of the off site stuff nowadays and so we wanted to make the most of it. We wanted to ride the GCRY, but unfortunately, I was so paranoid over getting a speeding ticket (a friend of mine in Arizona gave me some advice about the state troopers, so I drove like an old man) that we *just* missed the train by about 5 minutes. Crap. Now what to do? We decided to drive to the canyon instead. On the way, we passed a banner by the airport and I flipped a quick left turn into the parking lot waking Dad up from his nap. When he woke up, he asked where we where at and what we were doing, I told him we were taking a helicopter tour. Not only was that the time of our lives, but the pilot (Russian pilot) turns out was a train buff and we got to talking while waiting to take off. We eventually found the train with *I believe* the F-40's on the point and we followed it for a bit on the way back from the Canyon. It was about a 45 minute flight and a bit pricey, but worth every penny. Hopefully, I can get a chance to go back and ride the train down there, but I will NEVER set foot in Holbrook again, it's the seventh circle of HELL.