Bryce Canyon is north of Zion, at a much higher level. It is famous for its "hoodoos," which are rock spires. The softer rock is worn away by water and rain, primarily through the freezing and thawing of water in the cracks in the rocks.
The beauty we see is left behind.
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| Words and images don't really do it justice |
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| FYI - if you heard about the people that fell in Bryce, it was right here about 2 days after we left. |
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| Totally safe if you don't climb the fencing. |
It was very cool! It was also very cold. It was around 32 - 34 degrees (i.e. 0 - 1 degree C). Now, the problem. I hate to be shallow, but... There isn't a ton to do here. If you are an avid hiker, you can go down to the bottom and back up, for a 5-mile trail. There are longer trails, but few that are shorter and/or on flat terrain.
They are awesome and wonderous. And yet, that's it. You drive and see these hoodoos. Now there was a os. now there was a hike to ancient bristlecone pines that I wanted to do. It was much higher and about a mile round trip. No problem. But it was windy and freezing—literally below 32. We weren't prepared for that, and it was too cold to make it more than about 300 yards before I just gave up and we turned around.
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