musings

Drove virtually the length of Utah today. Fierce black thunderstorms in the distance. Arrived at Zion National Park at dusk. Went for a walk. Fantastic outcrops of rock all around us like we were in some wide deep shaft. As we walked along the trail, frogs would occasionally leap from a path into the swampy safety of the canyon floor. Came to the end of the trail - the river itself. Possible to go further but we would have had to wade past some rocks.

Went back to the car and entered the camping area. Dark by now and hard to find a camping spot. Settled for a very bumpy one and pitched tent. Treacherous route to restrooms through scrub riddled with holes and ditches. Of course I had to plunge my foot in a puddle. Huge bug sitting on toilet seat. Hoped that none would find their way into tent.

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