July 5 & 6
Today we spent the afternoon and evening in Zion National Park. Not sure how to describe the beauty of this park and again as in the Grand Canyon photos do not do it justice. I suppose that just means that you have to visit yourself. After we landed and hooked up satellite tv for Shirley Les and I took off on our bikes to the park shuttle. We boarded the shuttle and toured the canyon. We stopped at The Zion Lodge because Les wanted to hike to the Emerald Pools. Oh my gosh, it was listed as a 1.5 mile roundtrip…only problem was that it was a vertical climb. We went through 3 full bottles of water on the way and both of us were huffing and puffing all the way down. We caught the ‘down canyon” shuttle back to our bikes and then biked back to the RV. The only problem is Les is a far superior bike rider than I am and of course I never would admit that, that is until I followed him down a hill while trying to carry my water and dumped off the bike. After dinner Les wanted to go for another bike ride but I passed electing to wash the dishes and takes some dusk photos. Next morning we were literally up before dawn, biked to the first shuttle of the day and took it to the very most northern point of the canyon. We hiked 3 miles to the Narrows although we both elected not to walk in the water through the actual Narrows due to its depth and the fact that we didn’t want to slosh the entire return trip. This is a magnificent place and we thoroughly enjoyed it. We saw mule deer and were able to get a couple of shots. On the trip up to the canyon we saw mother wild turkey and a little week or two week old baby wild turkey chick. It was cool. On the return shuttle we decided to stop at the Zion Lodge and partake of the breakfast special. Les was commenting to me about how he thought his stomach was shrinking whilst eating 2 eggs, sausage, bacon, 2 pieces of toast, home fries and then had ½ of my pancakes. Apparently that is working well for him. We hope that you like the photos. Off to Las Vegas tomorrow (I promise not to go into Harrah’s).
Today we spent the afternoon and evening in Zion National Park. Not sure how to describe the beauty of this park and again as in the Grand Canyon photos do not do it justice. I suppose that just means that you have to visit yourself. After we landed and hooked up satellite tv for Shirley Les and I took off on our bikes to the park shuttle. We boarded the shuttle and toured the canyon. We stopped at The Zion Lodge because Les wanted to hike to the Emerald Pools. Oh my gosh, it was listed as a 1.5 mile roundtrip…only problem was that it was a vertical climb. We went through 3 full bottles of water on the way and both of us were huffing and puffing all the way down. We caught the ‘down canyon” shuttle back to our bikes and then biked back to the RV. The only problem is Les is a far superior bike rider than I am and of course I never would admit that, that is until I followed him down a hill while trying to carry my water and dumped off the bike. After dinner Les wanted to go for another bike ride but I passed electing to wash the dishes and takes some dusk photos. Next morning we were literally up before dawn, biked to the first shuttle of the day and took it to the very most northern point of the canyon. We hiked 3 miles to the Narrows although we both elected not to walk in the water through the actual Narrows due to its depth and the fact that we didn’t want to slosh the entire return trip. This is a magnificent place and we thoroughly enjoyed it. We saw mule deer and were able to get a couple of shots. On the trip up to the canyon we saw mother wild turkey and a little week or two week old baby wild turkey chick. It was cool. On the return shuttle we decided to stop at the Zion Lodge and partake of the breakfast special. Les was commenting to me about how he thought his stomach was shrinking whilst eating 2 eggs, sausage, bacon, 2 pieces of toast, home fries and then had ½ of my pancakes. Apparently that is working well for him. We hope that you like the photos. Off to Las Vegas tomorrow (I promise not to go into Harrah’s).
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