My best friend and I made a mad attack on Tanner Trail the weekend after Christmas, 2002. We only had the weekend to spare, so we carried only what we absolutely needed for an over-night trip. The morning was beautiful, windy but sunny, but as soon as we dropped below the rim, the wind vanished and the air warmed. There was probably six inches of pretty fresh snow on the ground, and there had been at least one party through before us. This made the trail easy to see, but not to packed or slick. With crampons, the hiking was easy, especially with our light packs. I carried only a sleeping bag and pad, and food for two lunches, dinner and breakfast. My buddy carried his gear plus, a stove and fuel, and a water filter. We made pretty good time down the trail,caching water at the Seventy-five Mile Saddle and mading lunch on the final descent in the Dox sandstone. The views of the river were amazing as well as a pretty continual view of the watchtower on the south rim all the way down. We made the river by mid-afternoon and set camp right on the river. We cooked our dinner at sunset and we were in our bags soon after. It was in the 20's on the river, but we had good bags, sleeping pads, and a tarp to get us through the night. We had no problem with rodents on this trip. The next day started early with an oatmeal breakfast and hot chocolate. The hike out was steep and steady, but not over-whelming. We could not believe how fast this trail gained elevation and distance from the river! The weather was perfect all the way up. We made lunch just after retrieving our water at the saddle. Weather closed in on us on the way up, and we both hoped to hike in a little falling snow. We were lucky, the flurries started in the last mile and a mini-blizzard hit as we walked to the truck. The hike out was very steep in places, but with our light packs, not extremely strenuous.