Horseshoe Mesa, Grand Canyon National Park.

A Matter of Perspective: A Father-Daughter Hike in the Grand Canyon

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By Michael Lanza

The New Hance Trail starts out hard, and then gets really tough. The rugged footpath drops off the South Rim into the Grand Canyon like a ball rolling off a table—4,422 vertical feet in 6.5 miles from the rim to the Colorado River. Most of that relief comes in the first five miles, as the trail wiggles through more switchbacks than a squirrel racks up in a year of crossing streets. Geology magnifies the unmaintained path’s grueling character: It drops over hundreds of knee-jarring, quad-jellying ledges two to three feet high, which can seem endless to someone carrying a backpack.

I imagine it seems especially endless to someone who stands barely more than four-and-a-half feet tall.

I watch my 10-year-old daughter, Alex, wearing her backpack, down-climbing or simply jumping off ledges two-thirds her height. She does this while traversing sections of narrow trail with sheer drop-offs—no doubt inspiring for her, just as for me, thoughtful reflection on how far one could tumble if one tripped. Still, her only reaction is to occasionally furrow her brow at the biggest ledge drops—as if wondering how some trail builder could have concluded that this was a sensible route for people to travel on foot. Or maybe she’s wondering why her father would have thought that.

Red Canyon, New Hance Trail, Grand Canyon.

Red Canyon, New Hance Trail, Grand Canyon.

Alex and I have come to the Grand Canyon in the first part of November to backpack 15 miles over three days, from the New Hance Trailhead to the Colorado River and back up to Grandview Point. We’re part of a small parade of 11 people, including two other families: our friends Mark and Lisa Fenton and their son, Max, 18, and daughter, Skye, 15, plus Max’s budding Ryan, 18, all from outside Boston; and Carl and Debby Schueler and their daughters Margy and Ellie, age 13 and 10, from Colorado Springs, Colorado.

Although our distance seems short for three days, the biggest lie ever told in the Grand Canyon is: “That’s not far to hike.”

Hours slip past and our group spreads out. Alex and I play word games to help take our minds off the trail’s unkind treatment of our leg muscles. We gradually descend deep into the belly of Red Canyon, an often-dry defile that the New Hance Trail follows to the Colorado River. Sheer walls of cream-colored and vividly orange and red rock soar thousands of feet above us, revealing geological layers known as the Supergroup, representing hundreds of millions of years of Earth’s history. Some of the oldest known fossils in the world are found in the Bass Limestone layer.

Roughly halfway down the New Hance Trail, the views open up, spanning a maze of stone skyscrapers separated by vertiginous side canyons—a prospect at once incomprehensibly vast, and yet constituting just a fraction of the entire Grand Canyon.

The November sun hovers just above the canyon rim when Alex and I walk into the camping area beside the Colorado River. We find an empty tent site a minute’s stroll from the river, where we’ll sleep soundly to the constant, gravelly roar of Hance Rapids. Mark—who has taken many very long hikes with me, including a one-day, 44-mile, 11,000-foot hike across the Grand Canyon and back—comes up to me and says with a grin, “Can you believe how hard that was for just six miles? I feel like I hiked 20!”


Campsite on the Colorado River at Hance Rapids, Grand Canyon.

Campsite on the Colorado River at Hance Rapids, Grand Canyon.

A travel writer describing his trek down the New Hance Trail in 1904 wrote: “‘On foot,’ however, does not express it, but on heels and toes, on hands and knees, and sometimes in the posture assumed by children when they come bumping down the stairs… The pitch for the first mile is frightful… and to our dismayed, unaccustomed minds the inclination apparently increases, as if the canyon walls were slowly toppling inwards.”

Alex would describe it slightly differently. Well after this trip, she will tell me that she remembers “the first day being very long, and we played (the word game) Hink Pink walking down it. Then I remember there was a place where there was a rock, then a wall, then a rock, then a wall, and we had to jump down all of those.”

Sometimes, the perspective of a 10-year-old brings sharper clarity to the world.


The Colorado River

Morning arrives cool but not too cold. The first half of November is a wonderful time to hike in the Grand Canyon, despite the short daylight hours; winter generally does not arrive until later in the month or early December. There are far fewer people here, and days are often surprisingly mild, especially deep in the canyon, where temperatures rise into the 60s during the day. It’s the rare example of a time in a popular national park when you find a convergence of perfect weather and no crowds.

Once the sun crests the canyon rim, almost a vertical mile above us, the temperature rises rapidly—and Alex emerges from the tent. An experienced backpacker, she knows that breakfast tastes better when you’re not shivering.

She and I hit the trail by mid-morning, just ahead of the others. But before long, the teenagers overtake and pass us. This pattern repeats itself each day of this trip: We spread out on the trail, driven mostly by the teenagers setting a torrid pace and their parents trying to not fall too far behind, while 10-year-old Ellie makes a colossal effort to keep up.

So Alex and I see the others briefly during the day, and spend hours on the trail together, just the two of us. We stop to take photos or occasionally sit down to focus on our parallel goal of seeing how much chocolate one parent-child team can consume on a three-day backpacking trip. (While I do my best, Alex carries us in this effort, far eclipsing my consumption—especially relative to body weight. When it comes to sugar tolerance, my daughter stands in category all her own. At breakfast in our hotel’s restaurant before we hit the trail the first morning, she threw down the gauntlet, plowing through a cinnamon roll nearly the size of my head. I knew I was no match for that.)


For Alex and me, this is our annual “Girl Trip.” A loosely named tradition we have maintained for some years, it’s something we look forward to every year—partly because we get out in the wilderness, but mostly because we get a big dose of one-on-one time together, uninterrupted by the myriad electronic and other distractions of civilization (homework, soccer schedule, music lessons, job). So she and I get to hang out with our friends in camp and gorge on hours of exclusive, father-daughter time on the trail.

We climb high above the inner gorge of the canyon onto the Tonto Plateau, passing through a garden of boulders as big as buses. We’re following a small piece of the roughly 70-mile-long Tonto Trail. The longest trail in the Grand Canyon, it traverses a broad, gently undulating shelf about halfway between the rims and river, offering possibly the most expansive views in the canyon, from both rims to the brown river far below us.

We reach a spot where the plateau gets sucked out from under us like water going down a drain: the rim of Hance Creek Canyon. Even this tributary canyon is several hundred feet deep, so we have to follow its eastern rim a distance upstream, cross to its western rim, then reverse direction for a comparable distance downstream—walking far to not get very far.

Dark, crumbly rim rock has eroded into spires and detached pillars. Near the crossing, we look down at glossy, red and black rock and trees lending green to the stark landscape. Hance Creek trickles along the canyon bottom, where some backpackers have pitched tents. (I decide on the spot that this gorgeous oasis, which receives precious and rare shade from close, soaring walls on both sides for most of each day, belongs on my list of the nicest backcountry campsites I’ve hiked past.)

After we have walked around this side canyon, I point across to the spot on the opposite rim, just a few hundred feet away, where we stood more than two hours ago. Alex tells me, “That was stupid. They should have just built a bridge there.” Some matters of perspective are easy enough even for children to discern.


Horseshoe Mesa

What does this place look like to a 10-year-old? Does she have a sense of the scale of it? She’s done a school report on the Grand Canyon, so she knows it’s big by the numbers: 277 miles long, averaging a mile deep, spanning 1,900 square miles or 1.2 million acres, our 11th-largest national park and fourth-largest outside Alaska.

But the scale of this place boggles even the minds of adults, never mind a 10-year-old. Alex asks me whether the Grand Canyon is bigger than Boise, the city where we live. I tell her the Grand Canyon would actually fill up a pretty big chunk of Idaho. She silently contemplates that fact. Some mental pictures take a very long time to draw—and when it comes to a natural phenomenon like the Grand Canyon, we may not have enough mental art supplies to finish the picture.

This is actually Alex’s second visit to the Grand Canyon—not bad for a 10-year-old. Her first backpacking trip here came a week after she turned seven, when our family and a couple of friends backpacked 29 miles in four days from Grandview Point to the South Kaibab Trailhead in the last week of March—a time when winter still forcefully occupies the canyon rims.

On that trip’s first day, we traversed narrow, exposed stretches of trail treacherous with ice, with me at times guiding each kid individually—our son, Nate, was nine—through the most dangerous sections. On the last day of that trip, we hiked eight miles and 4,000 feet uphill, most of that on the relentless ascent of the South Kaibab Trail. At one point in mid-afternoon that day, when we spied the South Rim—our destination—still a thousand feet above us, Alex looked up and asked me, “Is that the South Rim?” When I said it was, she responded with words that have undoubtedly sprung from the lips of many adults on that footpath: “It’s too far.”


By late afternoon, the shadow of Horseshoe Mesa falls over Alex and me as we hike up a side canyon toward tonight’s campsite atop the mesa. We stop at the side path to Page Spring, and Alex waits with our packs while I take our filter and water bladders, plus a 10-liter dromedary, to fill them at the spring so we’ll have enough water for dinner, breakfast, and tomorrow morning’s hike up to the South Rim.

Then, with my pack newly loaded down with about 27 pounds of sloshing liquid sustenance, we slog a little more slowly up the steepening trail. We pass the entrance to an old mine and rusting equipment that dates back more than a century, before the national park’s creation, to when copper was mined from Horseshoe Mesa by Last Chance Mine owner Peter Berry, the person who first built the Grandview Trail.

As we ascend the steep switchbacks toward Horseshoe Mesa, we see Mark and Carl coming down the trail toward us. They had dropped their packs and their families off in campsites on the mesa and doubled back to offer help with our packs. But we’re close enough to camp that I don’t bother stopping to off-load some weight, and Alex proudly follows my lead, not asking one of them to take her pack. Instead, she chugs up the trail ahead of the three old guys. Exaggeratedly breathing heavily, I call to Alex, “If you’re having trouble… (gasp) keeping up with me… (huff) I can understand… (puff) because I’m a professional backpacker… (wheeze) and you’re just a little kid.” She chirps, “I’m fine!” and picks up her pace.

Horseshoe Mesa protrudes from an almost sheer, half-mile-high wall below the canyon’s South Rim like a forearm and a hand making a peace sign. A thousand feet above the Tonto Plateau and 2,500 feet below Grandview Point at the rim, the mesa and its campsites are a popular destination for dayhikers and backpackers because it offers a luxury box view of the world’s most spectacular hole in the ground.

Alex and I cook dinner—I cook, she supervises—as a calm evening falls and stars riddle a clear sky.


The Grandview Trail

On our last morning, Alex and I load up our packs for the hike up to Grandview Point. But first, we walk across the Horseshoe Mesa camping area. Where the trail forks, with the right fork heading to the pit toilets, we bear left and continue to the last campsite on that left fork. A minute or two beyond that campsite, we stop at the brink of a cliff a few hundred feet above the tributary canyon of Hance Creek, on the east side of Horseshoe Mesa, that we hiked up yesterday afternoon.

“Wow, what a view,” my 10-year-old daughter says. (See lead photo, top of story.)

Then we start up the Grandview Trail, three impressively strenuous miles of winding footpath that ascends a vertical half-mile. But the views across the canyon—sometimes from exposed sections of trail—are jaw dropping and keep getting better.

As we get nearer to the rim, we pass a growing number of dayhikers coming down. They smile at us, but most have no idea how rugged a trip we’ve done—especially the difficulty of the New Hance Trail, which few hikers venture onto. Mark tells me that people probably look at Alex and Ellie and think our hike must have been easy if these young kids can do it, ”but these two 10-year-old girls are outliers.”

Alex has her own perspective on the Grandview Trail. As she will tell me later, she remembers “all those zigzags, we’d think we were near the top, and then we’d get to the top and there’d be another hill. It seemed like it took forever.”

Fortunately, we plan to refuel as soon as possible post-hike—on milkshakes.

Note: See my story about another family backpacking trip in the Grand Canyon, “Dropping Into the Grand Canyon—A Four-Day Hike From Grandview Point to the South Kaibab Trail.” See also my stories “Boy Trip, Girl Trip: Why I Take Father-Son and Father-Daughter Adventures,” my “10 Tips For Raising Outdoors-Loving Kids,” “My Top 10 Family Adventures,” and all of my stories about the Grand Canyon and my stories about family adventures at The Big Outside.

I also write more about my family’s first backpacking trip in the Grand Canyon in my book Before They’re Gone—A Family’s Year-Long Quest to Explore America’s Most Endangered National Parks, which received a National Outdoor Book Award honorable mention.



THIS TRIP IS GOOD FOR adults and kids in very good physical condition, with intermediate to expert desert-backcountry experience and navigation skills. While any hike in the Grand Canyon is strenuous, this hike is harder than most—and much harder than the daily mileages suggest. The unmaintained New Hance Trail drops more than 3,700 vertical feet in the first five miles coming off the South Rim, and a total of 4,422 feet over its 6.5 miles. The park describes it as primitive and possibly the most difficult trail on the South Rim. The Grandview Trail is steep, rugged, often narrow, and exposed—not a good choice for people uncomfortable with exposure.

Make It Happen

Season April to May and mid-September to early November are the best times for backpacking. Snow and ice may cover trails at the rims until mid- to late April; the inner canyon may see daytime highs in the 90s by mid-May. Summer highs in the canyon frequently exceed 90° and 100° F., though morning temps are often comfortable. The summer monsoon season, from July through early September, brings regular, severe afternoon thunderstorms with lightning, hail, strong winds, and flash floods.

The Itinerary We started at the New Hance Trailhead and finished at Grandview Point, but you could hike this route in the opposite direction, depending on campsite availability when you apply for a backcountry permit. List both directions among your itinerary options on the permit application. Your chosen direction may depend on whether you want your first or last day to be shorter; the New Hance Trail can take five or more hours to descend and longer to climb, whereas the three miles from Horseshoe Mesa to Grandview Point took us less than three hours to climb at a leisurely pace, and takes two hours or less going down.

Day one: Descend the New Hance Trail 6.5 miles and 4,422 vertical feet from the trailhead on AZ 64 to the camping area by Hance Rapids on the Colorado River.
Day two: Hike 5.4 miles and 2,300 vertical feet via the most direct trails, the Tonto Trail and the eastern spur trail descending off Horseshoe Mesa, to the camping area atop the mesa.
Day three: Ascend the Grandview Trail three miles and 2,500 vertical feet from Horseshoe Mesa to the trailhead at Grandview Point.

Getting There Grand Canyon Village on the park’s South Rim is located 60 miles north of Williams via AZ 64 off I-40, and 80 miles northwest of Flagstaff via US 180. You’ll have to shuttle vehicles between the hike’s start and finish. There’s a large parking lot at Grandview Point. There’s no parking at the New Hance Trailhead, which is on AZ 64 about 16 miles east of the junction of Desert View Drive and South Entrance Road; the trailhead (or actually, the start of the quarter-mile-long path leading to the trailhead) begins near a “no parking” sign; it is not marked and is easy to overlook. Leave a vehicle in the first turnout east of Buggein picnic area and on the south side of AZ 64, and walk about a mile east along the highway to the trail. (Drop off packs and the rest of your party at the trailhead first.)

Lodging There are several lodging options in Grand Canyon Village managed by Grand Canyon Lodges (, and more in the town of Tusayan, outside the park entrance on the South Rim.

Permit A permit is required for camping in the backcountry. You can apply for one beginning on the first of the month four months prior to the month in which you want to start a trip (e.g., on Dec. 1 for a hike beginning in April). A Grand Canyon backpacking permit is one of the hardest permits to get in the national park system. Fax in your application early in the morning on the first day you can submit it. See for details and the application form.

Map Trails Illustrated Grand Canyon East map no. 262, $11.95; (800) 962-1643,

•    There are only three year-round water sources along this route and one seasonal source:
1.    The Colorado River can vary in quality from heavily silted to clear. When it’s silty, pre-filter it through a bandanna or other cloth, or fill a pot with water and let it sit for an hour or more until the silt settles to the bottom, then carefully pour the water into another pot without stirring up the silt.
2.    Hance Creek had a shallow but good flow when we passed it.
3.    Page Spring is located at 4,400 feet in elevation, 0.7 mile below Horseshoe Mesa on the mesa’s east side. (A short, side path, marked by a sign, leads to the spring.)
4.    There’s also a seasonal spring in Red Canyon near where the New Hance Trail reaches the creek bottom, but it was dry when we hiked past it in early November. Check with rangers for the latest reports about water availability there. (For carrying extra water, I use an MSR 10-liter Dromedary, because it’s bombproof and collapses to a fairly lightweight, small package when empty.)
•    Fall weather can be variable; be prepared for a range of temperatures and conditions and watch the forecast.
•    Trails starting at the South Rim, including the New Hance Trail and Grandview Trail, are often treacherously icy and snow-covered in the first half of spring; the date the trails dry out varies from year to year. Check trail conditions with the Backcountry Information Center before your trip, and if there’s any chance of encountering icy conditions, bring some form of traction device for your boots, like Kahtoola Microspikes.
•    There’s little shade. Wear a sun hat, sunblock, and light, breathable clothing that covers as much skin as possible.
•    Bring trekking poles for the steep ascents and descents on virtually any hike into the canyon.

Contact Grand Canyon National Park, (928) 638-7888,


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12 Responses to A Matter of Perspective: A Father-Daughter Hike in the Grand Canyon

  1. Bart   |  November 4, 2015 at 6:49 pm

    Nice write up! Just got a permit for New Hance to Grandview for late March 2016. FYI I was told that applications can be mailed as early as the 20th and as long as they arrive by the 1st, they get same priority

    Really looking forward to trip. Thanks for posting your experiences. Very helpful as my kids range from 10 to 17. We’re spending 6 days in there to allow for some shortish days to explore.

    • michaellanza   |  November 4, 2015 at 7:06 pm

      Hey Bart, congrats and have a great trip, it’s a beautiful hike. Let me know how your family likes it.

    • Bart   |  April 18, 2016 at 11:57 pm

      Hey Mike
      We had an amazing trip. We did a slightly different but more leisurely version in that we rested a day at Hance Rapids which was lovely. Then on to Hance Creek – the sections of the Tonto above the canyon were kind of spooky with the exposure since I was bringing up the rear and my youngest (age 11) was really nonchalant about her footing. Then Day 4 we went from Hance Creek to cottonwood Day 5 to the Mesa – that trek to the spring and back was really fun. Day 6 out grandview.

      My girls were amazing. And their mom hiked from Hance Rapids out in Chacos after her 17 year old hiking shoes fell apart.

      Thanks again for the quality beta on the canyon. Bart

      • michaellanza   |  April 19, 2016 at 12:41 pm

        Hi Bart, congratulations, sounds like it was a huge success and you planned it smartly. Now you can start planning your next family adventure!

  2. mtwaggin   |  November 20, 2014 at 2:12 pm

    That is one awesome trooper of a youngster! Go Alex – GIRL POWER!

    • michaellanza   |  November 20, 2014 at 2:41 pm

      Thank you, she certainly is.

  3. Joseph Johnson (@joew_johnson)   |  November 5, 2014 at 9:32 am

    Mike, I love your reviews (and writing style) of the trips, solo, with family, with kids only or with friends. Also, the “Make It Happen” info at the end of each article is excellent. One request, could you consider creating and including a map of the trailheads, trails and campsites? It may be very useful for many of your readers.

    Also, I really get the joy that you express in your writing. Let me explain, on October 25 & 26, just a couple of weeks ago I was on a short overnight, 15 miles with two of my grandkids, Ethan 13 years, and Lexi 10 years. Ethan has been on canoe trips with me, but it was their first time backpacking. We had a great time on the Superior Hiking Trail, great time and talking together, weather, scenery and wildlife too. Keep the great stories coming!

    • michaellanza   |  November 5, 2014 at 9:41 am

      Hi Joe, I have thought about including a map of some kind, but haven’t done that yet for various reasons. I’ll give that more thought. Thanks for the nice words.

  4. Jeff Ross   |  November 5, 2014 at 7:07 am

    Great hike, did this a year ago and loved every minute of it,
    Think the next hike you should take your daughter on is Thunder River,
    She would enjoy all the water,

    Thanks for the blog,

    • michaellanza   |  November 5, 2014 at 9:43 am

      Great hike suggestion, Jeff, it’s on my list. Thanks.

  5. Kenny Ross   |  November 5, 2014 at 6:39 am


    Judging by the difficulty of that hike, and the size of the pack she is carrying, Alex is quickly gaining ground on you as the biggest inspiration out there 🙂 Keep doing what you do, and thanks for sharing!


    • michaellanza   |  November 5, 2014 at 9:44 am

      You’re absolutely right, Kenny. And I’ll never complain about my kids being able to carry more!

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