Some photos from our four-day weekend…
Category Archives: Zion
Yesterday afternoon, Molly and I headed to Zion to go hunting for frog photos. Hoping to find a place as equally frogtastic as the amphibious whorehouse we stumbled on last year, which long-time readers may remember from the post “no means no Kermit, and other tales from the first backpack of the season,” we failed...
For a while now, I couldn’t wait for 2008 to end. It was a fabulous year, but its last couple weeks, and maybe months, seemed to be anything but. The promise of a new year makes it easy to think about new beginnings. I know any day could just as easily mark the start of...
I got up way too early and got home way too late yesterday. It was a very long, very wonderful day spent fishing with my friend Andrew up at Kolob Reservoir. A veteran fly fisher, Andrew says the best time to fish is early morning. So we got there really, really early, but we didn’t...
I went hiking in Zion this weekend for the first time in a long time. Summer temperatures and tourist crowds have kept me at bay. Thinking both might have cooled down a little, I was itching to get back. Molly and I spent Saturday hiking Observation Point and hanging out in Springdale. On our way...
As I mentioned in the previous post, I took Friday off work to show Micah around Zion. Spent Thursday night camped out at some sort of hippie commune ranch thing. Woke up and hung around with hippie commune kitty. Micah chillaxed on a hammock. We visited the ghost town Grafton, got breakfast (not in Grafton),...
This week, Micah (half of my 80s prom date) headed south to my neck of the woods for the obligatory off-season trip south. I took Friday off work so I could show him around Zion. I headed there Thursday after work and we decided to hike Angels Landing at sunset. We started a little later...
This weekend, Miss Molly (henceforth referred to as Bitter Princess of the Forest) and I voyaged to the remote northwestern Kolob Canyons area of Zion. Originally planned as a long 14-mile day hike to the Kolob Arch, we instead opted to turn it into an overnight backpack to help us prep for our 40-mile backpack...