Zion

When your primary vehicles are two wheels and six, any excursion normally made with four has to be “worth it.” Shower transitions to closet, dinette to living room storage, Comos on the back, slides in, jacks up, Betty barreling along,

Big hike and bikes require rest and stretch, best accomplished with a good book, laundry and a stroll downtown. After one western omelet, two Motrin, and a few chapters in Eric’s Streets of Laredo and Sheri’s Breaking my Cover –

Since beef and kamut soup takes 8 hours of slow cooking, our best while-we-wait activity was 11 miles outside the park in the Southwest Desert. Kamut is an ancient grain from Egypt that gets frequent mentions from Sheri’s favorite on-line

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

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

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

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

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

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

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