From The Ridiculous To The Sublime

Utah

We first came to Zion National Park in 2010 after attending the World Tea Conference in Las Vegas.  It was the end of June and temperatures were well above 100.  Perfect for drinking hot tea!  But in the icy air conditioned convention center it was much needed.  Then you stepped outside into Hell, gasping and reeling, sweat instantly pooling in nooks and crannies you didn’t even know you had.  Dan would bravely fetch the car while I waited inside until the ac had taken the edge off (the car’s thermometer read 125!) then I’d dash from one artificial environment to the next.  Ghastly.  I hated every moment of it.  Except for the tea part and Lotus of Siam of course.

We rewarded ourselves with a few days in Zion. It was still blazing hot so we could only go out in the early morning, and there were quite a few people there, but it was one of those jaw dropping experiences you never forget.  I wondered how I would feel on my second visit.  

In the Fall Zion is even more spectacular and most of the 4 million visitors have left so it felt like we had it almost to ourselves.

It’s hard to describe the sensation the towering cliffs leave you with as you walk humbly at their base and gaze up at their dizzying heights.  Your heart simply soars right up there with them.  And the colors seem to draw you in and envelop you.  You feel protected and inspired and truly awestruck.

It’s all the religion I think I’ll ever need.














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  1. Leslie PNovember 11, 2021 at 7:34 AM

    So wonderful to experience the beauty again with you. Thanks!

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    1. Trailer Trash MamaNovember 15, 2021 at 2:31 PM

      We really got lucky with the weather and the fall colors. It’s the perfect time of year I think.

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  2. UnknownNovember 11, 2021 at 9:18 AM

    Awe inspiring beauty - thanks so much for sharing your experience!

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  3. MkurkaNovember 11, 2021 at 9:39 AM

    Absolutely beautiful!

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  4. Jim BNovember 11, 2021 at 12:54 PM

    I'm awestruck--a wealth of clean magnificence. How did the weather feel, e.g., warm, dry, brisk? Did the atmosphere have any particular scents, e.g., leaves, grass, dust, flowers, smoke? How did the local gravel and stone feel? Did you sight any critters or unusual colors? Were there any particular sounds that stood out, e.g., birds, coyotes, frogs, wind, water? Did any region seem to have a personality, in a fashion? You guys are having fun partying with Nature, herself. :)

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