What I'm Listening To: "Luck"

Zion Day 3

Our last morning in Zion. I wanted to wake early to run the park road before the shuttles started, but I couldn't get myself up. But by 8 am, I was ready to tackle the Pa'rus trail. And an spontaneous trip to the Lower Emerald Pools and run down the horse beach trail. Legs were not feeling good, but my soul felt so alive, running along the spectacular forces of nature.

Zion, I will be back.

Zion Day 2

Church of Sunday hike. With many of the trails closed due to rock slides, it was Angels Landing again for us--except I took West Rim Trail instead of scrambling over people along the chains to the end. Just ten minutes past the hustle and bustle of those seeking the thrill of Angels Landing. I snacked and watched rock climbers ascend the rock. I laid down and let the sun lull me to an almost sleep. I could have sat there all day.

After my descent from paradise, I found friends of friends dipping their feet into the cold Virgin River. They had created a little pool from rocks to chill their beers. 

That bliss was over a few hours later when I felt nauseous on the shuttle back to the campground. My lunch and snacks came hurtling up on the side of the road. But with some salt packets, water, and couscous, I felt better later that night. Dehydration, maybe?

Zion Day 1

The first hike in Zion was Angels Landing--one of the park's most famous. The first two miles alternated between slight uphills and steep switchbacks. The last half mile is a harrowing crawl along the spine of the mountain--literally only a few feet wide with sheer cliffs on both sides. I almost turned back because I was nervous about falling--and rightfully so, handful of people have fallen to their deaths on this hike. But the views from the end were awesome, 

with Zion Valley spread out around my feet.

We followed up with a visit to a waterfall near the Narrows. With all the rain and snow this year, Zion had many spectacular waterfalls, which is pretty unusual in this desert park. The deep valley made everyone feel small. I was in awe of all the natural wonder that abounded in Zion.

Southern Utah

Long day of driving in the 12-passenger van. After leaving Tempe around 7 am, we wound our way through Phoenix, through Flagstaff, through Jacob Lake, through Kanab, to our campsite on the old highway, right outside Zion. High ground made for beautiful golden hour views of the valley below.

Rain poured down all night, but the sunny morning held promise for our weekend at the park.

What I'm Listening To: "Gloria"

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