UTAH IS ONE OF OUR FAVORITE STATES, especially in the fall when the temperatures abate and the rock formations glow in the softened light. Our visit this time, though on the west side of the state, was no exception. The temperatures in Hurricane where we were staying abated a little more than we liked and the gusting winds gave us an idea of how Hurricane earned its name.
Looking down into Cedar Breaks
Cedar Breaks National Monument could be Utah’s version of the Grand Canyon, a natural amphitheater, 2000 feet deep. It was chilly at 10,000 feet but the clear air magnified the views as I huffed and puffed along the trails.
The ups and downs of Kolob Canyon, Zion National Park
Closer to camp, we visited Zion National Park’s Kolob Canyon, aglow with golden aspens, cottonwoods and an unknown red bush. We had camped in the main part of Zion sometime at the end of the last millennium but this was our first time on the west side of the park. It just goes to show that a single visit to one of the Parks is never enough, especially in the West.
