One gray Saturday, we had to get out of the apartment. We decided to head south for the small town of Montrose. As we drove through downtown Montrose, we saw a sign for Black Canyon of the Gunnison. We had never heard of this national park. We were awed and surprised when we drove up to the edge of the canyon and peered down into an incredibly dark and tall canyon with only a sliver of the Gunnison River below.
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