The closest to Mars I'll get.
This was night four of our Grand Canyon Trip, and our only cloudy, starless night. I have heard such good things about the view at night, even so, it was one of our favorites. We put a speaker in a nearby bush we dubbed the "bluetooth bush" and piped in some native flute music. I'm here to tell you, there's nothing I recommend more. If the sweet serenity of the pure quiet doesn't do it for you, then get those old disembodied melodies going. There are no bathrooms or trash, so pack-in, pack-out.
Month of VisitSeptember