No memory is ever alone; it's at the end of a trail of memories, a dozen trails that each have their own associations. ~ Louis L'amour
Zion National Park
The Most Polite Park
Truman Burbank: Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. ~ Andrew Niccol, The Truman Show Greetings, courtesy of Truman Burbank, from the canyons of Zion National Park and Campfire Tales to you! Other Zion posts you might like: The ZBGC Triangle Zion Vacation Homestead
Trail Wisdom: Hoodoo You Think You Are?
Applying the trail wisdom of: Know your limits requires beginning with that concept firmly in mind. Starting there, we'll go here: Perhaps you remember the above photo from the first Trail Wisdom post, back in October? Then, during November, I shared part of my story in Trail Wisdom's second installment. Please permit me to now weave those narratives together for part three. My go-to explanation for the side … Continue reading Trail Wisdom: Hoodoo You Think You Are?
Zion Vacation Homestead
Want a place to take the family over the holidays? Planning a reunion with your college friends? Need a quick weekend getaway for a little rest and relaxation? How about this cozy little shack*? Nestled deep in the heart of Zion National Park, the Gus Larson cabin is the perfect solution to all your vacation needs. Only a … Continue reading Zion Vacation Homestead
The ZBGC Triangle
The original plan for traveling to Utah included a trip to see all five National Parks in the state. That plan required revision upon discovering that visiting all five meant spending more time in the car than in the parks. The new plan became: camp at Zion for a week, taking separate day trips to Bryce and the north rim … Continue reading The ZBGC Triangle
The Grasshopper Complex: Part III
Every night last week, the wind sighing from out of Zion N.P. canyons rustled through the ginkgo biloba tree beside my tent in Watchman Campground. The soothing sound of fluttering leaves reminded me of water gently washing over river rocks and sand in a gold pan. Oh, the delightful natural music of Fall! Then on the last day of my trip, … Continue reading The Grasshopper Complex: Part III
Campfire Tales 