From what I remember the leading cause of death at the Grand Canyon is still airplane crash due to several accidents before the 80's.

I remember reading that book. My takeaway from it was that if I go hiking in there, I'm taking a friend.

One of the major risk factors for dying out there was if you were a guy going out there by yourself. I'd bet they would all be alive today if they just had someone else there to tell them their idea was stupid, and sometimes you just need to say it out loud before you realize its dumb halfway through explaining it

Over the Edge: Death in Grand Canyon. Maybe it should be required reading—or at least required skimming—for anyone walking around out there. So many dumb-dumbs with cameras trying to get selfies on the edge, or just wanting to look over…

I always have this harrowing thought every time I was there (I lived in AZ, it was a once-every-few-years sort of affair). I have a memory of my Dad posing for a picture there, right where there's an ankle-high wall leading to certain doom. He didn't fall, but it wouldn't take much and it gives me such Call of the Void vibes looking at that photo.

<shudder>