We finally reach Virgin, Utah, the home of Zion and Bryce
Canyon National Parks. Even the view
from my trailer was spectacular.
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| View from trailer - unbelievable! |
The
Virgin River flows through the RV park and was a place you could stay for a
long while with spectacular scenery and great park facilities. The town of Hurricane, UT was quaint with a
few southwestern themed shops and restaurants.
We checked out Molly’s next retreat for a few hours while I’m on a tour
bus tomorrow through Zion National Park.
Oct. 11th – 13th: The only way to see Zion National Park is on a tour bus that
can go deep into the park. This time, my
pictures speak louder than words.
The Virgin River provides the source of the erosion and huge
monoliths like no other national park of my trip. I copied the following from a brochure that
eloquently describes the difference between the two parks.
“Although
they are close to each other and both are called canyons, they are not
duplicates. Zion’s sheer walls are cut
through a petrified desert; the melting cliffs of Bryce were once a lake bed.
Bryce is cheerfully brilliant; Zion can be awesomely somber. Zion is massive; Bryce is delicate. Bryce is a festival; Zion is a temple. Zion has subtle splendor; Bryce has a blatant
beauty. Each is magnificent.”
See if you can detect the differences from
the photographs. While in Zion low
clouds, mist, and cool rain followed me most of the day but felt delightful
after the heat wave in California. You
could smell Fall in the air, aspen trees were turning yellow and an unexpected
early snowfall blanketed the higher elevations.
Some of my favorite pictures are from here. I hope they speak to you as much as they did to me.
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