Despite
being one hell of a big hole in the ground, except for the native tribes that lived in or near it, the Grand Canyon remained mostly a cipher and mystery until well into
the 19th Century and was mostly
cursed as a damn nuisance and an impediment to trade and commerce. Yet by the turn of the 20th Century it was threatened by timber, mining, and development
interests, and even threatened by its emerging popularity as tourist attraction.
On
February 26, 1919 President Woodrow
Wilson signed the act that finally created and protected Grand Canyon National Park. It was the culmination of a long struggle
to preserve the sprawling gorges of the Colorado
River in Arizona.
The
canyon had long been home and sanctuary to several tribes and bands of Native Americans. As early as 1450 Hopi guides led Captain
Garcia Lopez de Cardenas, one of Conquistador
Francisco Vasquez de Coronado’s officers, and a small band to the South Rim of the canyon but refused to
show them a way to the bottom or a ford of the river.
Regarding
the canyon as an impenetrable barrier, Europeans did not return until Spanish missionary priests and a
handful of soldiers explored along the North
Rim in 1776 seeking a route from Santa
Fe to California. They did find a ford, but not a reliable
trade route and attempts to convert local tribes were unsuccessful.
American trappers may
have visited the canyon in 1826 and Mormon
missionaries scouted the area from 1850 on orders from Brigham Young and finally identified two sites that could
accommodate ferry crossings in 1858. Two expeditions reached parts of the
canyon in 1857—a survey crew from Ft.
Defiance seeking a route to California along the Thirty-eighth parallel and a river expedition under Lt. Joseph Ives that traveled upstream
in a small paddlewheel steam boat from the Gulf
of California and entered the canyon floor on foot.
In
his 1861 report to congress Ives reported that the canyon (meaning this portion
of it) may have been visited by “one or two trappers.” He discounted the value
of what he called “altogether valueless” and predicted that his would be “the
last party of whites to visit this profitless locality” This mercenary assessment of the economic value
of the howling wilderness was common among Americans of the time who were
sentimental to a fault about everything but the fastest route to big bucks.
At
least one member or Ives’s expedition, however, felt differently, geologist John
Strong Newberry. He transmitted his enthusiasm
for the Canyon and it scientific interest to another geologist, as well as a
suggestion that the gorge could be explored by small boats.
The
Civil War disrupted further
exploration until Major John Wesley
Powell, the man Newberry had confided in, led his famous transit of the canyon by boat in 1869. It was the first purely scientific expedition
to Canyon as was funded—not all that well—by the Smithsonian Institution. The party failed to include either an artist or photographer. The one-armed Civil
War veteran’s nine man party traveled from Green River Station in Wyoming
in four wooden boats. A boat containing
much of the food and almost all of the scientific instruments was destroyed early
on in some rapids. Later, not realizing that they had
already passed the worst of the rapids, three of the party mutinied and
abandoned the group. They climbed the
canyon wall to the rim hoping to walk back, but were promptly killed by an unhappy
band of Paiutes. Powell and the remaining men made it
through the canyon.
Powell’s
report was a rip-roaring adventure story that captured the attention of the
public and loosened the Smithsonian’s purse strings.
Powell
mounted a much larger and better planned expedition that stretched from 1871-73
to completely map the canyon and its rims, and make detailed scientific
observations. This time he had boats
specifically designed for the brutal rapids and established a series of supply
depots along the route by having provisions brought down from the rim. He also included an artists and nearly a ton
of photography equipment. Despite losing
his first two photographers—the first to a personality clash and the second to
illness, previously untrained expedition member John K. Hillers took many stunning pictures with the clumsy apparatus. 17 year old artist Frederick Dellenbaugh made hundreds of sketches which were later
rendered as engravings and widely published.
After the completion of the transit by boat in 1872, Thomas Moran, a distinguished landscape
artist, joined the party for work along the rims. His stunning oil painting later toured the
country and one was bought to hang in the lobby of the United States Senate. Powell’s reports and the art work sparked
interest in the wonder of nature.
By
the end of the century tourists were regularly visiting the canyon. In 1903 one of those tourists was President Theodore Roosevelt who was
both awe struck and determined to preserve the canyon from encroaching
commercial exploitation. He established
the Grand Canyon Game Preserve in
1906 which reduced grazing. But in
keeping with conservation practices
of the time most of the eagles, wolves, coyotes, and cougars
within its boundary were eradicated followed by a predictable explosion of
population of jackrabbits, conies, ground squirrels, prairie dogs, and reptiles which nearly denuded the canyon floor and rims of vegetation.
In
1908 Roosevelt threw his lasso wider and incorporated adjacent National Forest land with the Preserve
to create the new Grand Canyon National
Monument. But efforts to create an
even larger National Park were stymied by years by powerful mining and timber
interests.
Adjacent
National Monuments were added to the Park over the years and today it encompasses
over 12 million acres and is visited by nearly 4½ million visitors.
The
park is threatened by increasing air pollution on one hand and a drastically
reduced flow of water due to up-stream dams.
And,
as always, developers and other exploiters clamor for the opportunity to
encroach on the Canyon, often with the support of the Arizona state government which
often seems dedicated to cutting its nose off to spite its face.
Now if only we can protect it from the fools who live around it.
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