The night before we left St. George for Zion National Park a very scary wind burst roared around our motorhome, sending it rocking. I was sure it was a tornado and wasn’t able to get to sleep until it had passed. Fortunately it lasted only ten or fifteen minutes.
We were aiming to reach Zion before the nine o’clock rush, but didn’t make it. We found a parking lot downtown and hopped onto the free shuttle bus that took us to the Visitors Centre on the mountain. After paying the entrance fee ($35 for the two of us) and looking at the map to see what hiking options were available, we chose to take the park shuttle bus to the end of the line and come back down jumping off at the trails that sounded the most interesting and most easily accessible for a couple of aging seniors.
Our first views as we made our way to the top
Of the three we chose, we managed to get through only two. Apparently I stop too many times to take pictures!
But there is no better way to describe the experience than with pictures, and even then my photography won’t convey all the senses that the sites stimulated. But I’m going to try.
The first trail we took was to the Lower Emerald Pool.
This trail normally continues to Upper Emerald Pool, but it was closed off due to a recent rock slide.
By the time we were back from that hike we were tired and hungry. We took the shuttle to the Zion Lodge, for sustenance.
When we were walking toward our next trail choice, The Riverside Walk, I saw a man coming our way who was dressed just like Jim – Tilley hat, blue shirt, dark sweater – and I commented about it. As he walked by we heard him say, “Jim?’
We couldn’t believe that it was someone we knew, a member of Jim’s former Bike Club from home, 2500 miles away! He and his wife and brother-in-law were there on a bus tour.
The Riverside Walk
These well-fed little guys were everywhere and completely unafraid
These mule deer were grazing beside the pathway
We had seen a sign telling us that “The Narrows was closed due to flooding, but when we got to the end of the path we were on, we figured we were there and it must have re-opened. But when Jim joined others on the beach area, he was able to take some pictures of what was really the flooded “Narrows.”
Before we knew it, it was 4:00 and we were done. We had planned to stay in St. George for the night again, and then drive to Bryce Canyon in the morning, but for a couple of reasons we opted to just find a place to dry-camp in the Utah desert and drive straight to Salt Lake City the next day, where we would get the motorhome checked out again (it was still missing) and attend a Ukulele Workshop and Concert on Saturday.
Most of the Bryce Canyon roads were closed because of a late spring snowfall. Hope for next year?
Most of Bryce roads were closed because of a late spring snowfall. Will do it next year?
Lovely pics. Have you been to Bryce Canyon before. If not you must go next time. It’s my favourite
Hi Patti. No we haven’t been to Bryce Canyon yet. It has been on our bucket list for a long time, but not sure if we’ll get there. We’ll see.