We headed out of Monument Valley mid morning with the intention of seeing Horseshoe Bend and doing a photo tour of Antelope Canyon. Best laid plans. By the time we got to Horseshoe Bend at about noon, the wind gusts were about 40 mph. The 1.5 mile hike to Horseshoe Bend was very crowded with bus loads of tourists on the same pilmagrige and stinging sand pelting our bodies. Yes, the view was beautiful, but it sure made us rethink hiking Antelope Canyon.
Nonna and Nana trying not to squint amongst the blowing wind and pelting sand.
Plan B was to push on to Zion National Park, despite not having reservations. We figured it was better to just keep driving rather than having to hike or camp in the midst of a sand storm, As always, Zion never disappoints. As expected, the park campgrounds were full, but we did nab an RV spot at the hotel/campground next door.
Here’s the view as we came around the bend and got the first glimpse of the park.
It was still too windy to bike so we set out on foot to explore the park in the mid-afternoon. Fun to revisit all my favorite haunts (I think this is my 10th visit here!) and plot our day tomorrow. Fortunately, we do have reservations in the park tomorrow.
Tonight was cooking at home, enjoying Fred’s wine and continuing our never ending conversations.
