It is not possible to hide the beauty, tranquility and splendor of this magnificent part of the world. Of course, the tourists including ourselves do a fair job in disturbing the tranquility bit. In fact, we wonder if there are any Germans left in their homeland. It seems that a large part of their population is right here. What a policy—a dirt-cheap dollar-thank you Benny. Then there are the French with a sprinkling of Italians but no Greeks. The latter are involved in the ‘strike’ business. ‘Move along,’ beckons our editor as we approach some very touchy points regarding the mismanagement occurring in this country.
Yesterday, Tuesday, still lives with us. That is the hike and climb up Angel’s landing, arguably our best experience…dare we say ever? It would seem that everything would be an anti-climax following the adventure. After undertaking much business in the morning, we had a late start again. Life can be tough, at times—who needs work? We headed up a very stiff climb, along a narrow channel on a cliff and then we began scrambling. Suddenly, the lethargy following the exhilaration of ‘The Angel’ disappeared. We hauled each other over rocks, using anything and everything to find the lost canyon. You’d think that our editor could find an ‘unlost’ canyon in which to hike, here in Zion. ‘Oh! She is pointing out that it is hidden not lost. Yes! That makes all the difference. Let’s keep looking…hey, we’ve got plenty of time.
Tomorrow we are going hiking in a river. We think our editor has got water on the brain. Oy vey!
Cheers!
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