Day 9: Thursday 9th SeptemberBye-bye Arizona; Hello Utah!
Inside the Wahweap Lodge reception area, there is a sign. If you stand on one side, you are in Arizona - if on the other; Utah - so, unsurprisingly, we were very soon leaving Arizona and driving along the roads of Utah! We had hoped to take Hwy 89a to Kanab, but, paying attention to the weather forecast and to the dark clouds in the distance, we decided to take the more straightforward (and less mountainy?) route and continue along Hwy 89.
It wasn't disappointing! The Vermilion Cliffs were stupendous! And the town of Kanab itself, was most charming.
But those storm clouds were gathering even closer - and they were multiplying! What's more, there was plenty of lightning flashing through them! We stopped at a rest area (Glendale), where there was a display, describing this route (Heritage Highway), which was taken by Brigham Young and where the first Mormon settlers took root.
Then we were driving past Bryce Canyon cliffs themselves. It was very dark above those cliffs. We then had a look around the Visitor Center and, as we exited the park, the rain stopped!! We made a stop at Ruby's Inn and bought hotdogs (ICK!) and then looked around the shops opposite. These were mainly ROCK shops, but I was very good and didn't buy anything! The hub got petrol and announced that there was a kid in there, straight out of the film, "Deliverence"!! There were some stables here and the horses looked very unhappy that nobody appeared to want to ride them - but, no doubt once the sun came out again, they would, once more, be galloping down amongst the hoodoos - and how I wished I could join them.
But, for us, it was time to retrace our route back to Mt Carmel Junction, before turning off towards Zion National Park, along the Mt Carmel-Zion Highway.
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WOW! I hadn't expected anything near as beautiful as this road turned out to be. It was quite astonishingly beautiful - with the high Zion cliffs closing in on us on all sides. We went through a mile-long tunnel and from then on, the road switched back on itself many times, until we entered Springdale. I wished, fervently, that we could have stayed and set up home there!
After a brief rest, it was time to eat. Nobody was all that hungry, so we decided to drive the short distance into Springdale and to get something to take back to our room (so that we could spend more time sitting on our patio listening to the silence; apart from the gurgling of the river). Firstly, we looked around a sourvenir shop and Paul bought himself a 'red dirt' T-shirt. Then it started to rain heavily and lightning, once more, streaked the sky. We ran into the deli and bought ice-creams! We also ordered sandwiches and were long past finishing our ices, before the (rather slow) girl had finished making them. But they were well worth the wait - absolutely DELICIOUS. And we were very taken with how relaxed the whole place was. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |