It is trite to say, but Zion is a jewel. The amazing oranges, pinks, and reds; and contrasts of water, plants, and stone leave you feeling you are in another world.
We had the benefit of being in Zion off season, the way to do it. We had lunch in the Zion Lodge virtually alone, looking out on incredible cliffs and rock faces. We camped for several days along the Virgin River, which carved this incredible canyon. Mule deer wandered aimlessly through our site, and both sunrises and sunsets intensified the colors in the surrounding cliffs.
Betsy took a long hike up to Angels’ Landing high above the valley floor. The final half mile was possible thanks to chains providing much-needed handholds. It was a long way down.
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