Next Time Bring Rope
If a trail isn’t closed, we’ve hiked it. Biked to it. Taken a tram to it. Pictured it. Blogged about it. Yesterday we were wondering if there was anything else in Zion to see. Anything else to explore. We’ve exhausted
Chasing Waterfalls
Neither snow, nor rain, nor cold, nor hail of last night kept us from making our appointed Zion rounds today. As we sat in the dark, listening to 6 hours of roof pounding rainplops and hammering hail … wishing we
Hoodoos to Hurricane
A loud thud woke us from our cryogenic sleep chamber and sent Eric scrambling into his flannels to investigate what outside forces were afoot. 6:38am and no apparent culprit, we pulled up the jacks to frontrun the looming snowfall. No
Bryce Bryce Baby
What do you get when you mix switchback roads, a height size restricted tunnel, snow in the forecast, first come first serve dry camping and 8000 feet of elevation? Eric’s excuse for a 90 mile roadtrip to Bryce Canyon National
Looking Down On Angel’s Landing
After a camp day where heavy rain and wind made great accompaniment to reading, napping, and movies, we were charged up to climb to Zion’s highest point. While the trailhead doesn’t reveal the number of deaths on Zion’s most famous
Slow Boat to Zion
The best cure for a Watchman hangover is slow riding Zion Canyon Drive and people watching your way through the easy and accessible hikes. It’s kind of like taking a break at Disneyworld. Sometimes you have to hang out in
Watchman: It All Comes Out in the Wash
Start early, end early – a great philosophy for hiking in extreme heat and day-drinking excursions. When it doesn’t end early, it can end badly. We decided to start early on The Watchman trail – get to the overlook before
sMiley Pa’rus
On any given sunny day in Utah, 12,000+ visitors hit Zion like a Wrecking Ball. They come for The Climb, and whether you’re in a wheelchair or can free scale a thousand feet of polished granite, Zion is ready for
Zion Eyes
There’s a stretch of road on I-15, about 90 miles north of Vegas in Littlefield, Arizona, where the scrub lined dusty highway disappears into red rocked walls transporting you to what Utah calls … Life Elevated. St. George is Utah’s