Wife Unit and I just got back from our annual vacation during which, this year, we biked through two Southern Utah national parks on a guided active tour. If you haven’t visited Bryce or Zion National Park then I would immediately put them on your family’s ‘desirable’ vacation list. Zion alone does two things. First, it reaffirms the jaw-dropping power of nature’s beauty. It also reaffirms that the United States has this beauty. You don’t need to travel to other parts of the world to get hit with it.
There were some strange moments on the trip, though. I had to deal with the weird stuff. Without boring you with long traveler tales, let me just write that I never again want to accidentally open the door on an obese, middle-aged woman trying to get her naked body comfortable in the airplane bathroom (hint: it’s called ‘locking the door, people’). Also, I don’t ever want to be awoken during a 2-hour, cramped shuttle ride by some crazed old guy shoving a jar of bugs in my face and asking in whispered, maniacal glee, ‘ever seen these before?’. Finally, I’m not interested in ever again having to ransack the St. George’s Kmart with the local pharmacist swearing that he’s never heard of Sudafed. People in Southern Utah are messed. What did Warren Jeffs do to you guys?
In the first attached pic, we stayed in a cabin at the top of the cliff. This is looking up from the hike down. The second is after we had pedaled 80 miles in one day’s ride to Zion.
Glad to be back in MPLS, though. Back to the work life…and planning the next vacation…