8th grade graduation: Check
Time to hit the road!
Well, that was the only road sign I have so far. But you get the gist.
It’s late, and I’m tired, so all I can do is photos. Sorry!
Hoover Dam, obvs.
Inside the dam.
Speaking of tours (were we?)…if there is anything I would like to change about the current Guided Tour and Presentation Culture of these United States, it’s..”.humor.” As in, You’re Not Funny. Stop trying.
(Personally…I blame it on Disney. You know…the Jungle Cruise thing with lame jokes? I blame that. But then I blame Disney for almost everything bad, so take it however you like.)
A fantastic surprise in Saint George, Utah. When checking in to the hotel, I asked the clerk what to do with those last couple hours of daylight. He suggested this – Pioneer Park. Great time, running and climbing and looking down on the town. (The white church is, of course, the LDS temple, but it’s also important because it was the first LDS temple built in Utah and the oldest still in use.
The next morning, we hit the ground running and headed a bit north to the AMAZING Snow Canyon State Park. It hadn’t been on my radar until the day before, and I am so glad we spent the morning there. Petrified sand dunes, lava fields, lava tunnels, then an array of white hills (hence the name). Gorgeous.
And then, of course….
Today’s wildlife count:
Many, many deer (in Bryce)
1 weirdly friendly huge raven at an overlook at Bryce. People must be (unfortunately and stupidly) feeding it because it positions itself on whatever post is nearest to an onlooker and just waits. We didn’t get close, but even when we walked away and to our car, it flew after us, landing right in front of the car, clearly expecting something. Very Birds-like, and considering that over the past two weeks, a bird has flung itself into our front living room window with such force it left feathers, and another small bird came in through an open door of our house…yeah,we’re ready.
Some good-looking lizards at Snow Canyon.
A wild turkey at Bryce.
And most amusingly, at Snow Canyon, a prairie dog sprawled in a juniper bush just stuffing his little fat face with every berry he could reach.
Oh, and Saturday’s forecast for where we are going to be….ice.
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