5.08 Ode to Bryce. So long to Bryce; Hello to Grand Staircase Escalante
In the land of hoodoos, we notice a certain silliness that surfaces in one of the hikers. In the interest of discretion, we will not disclose a name. However, two years ago when we made this trip, we did feel a certain attitude, which has permeated through again. To give one perspective of the magnificent Bryce Canyon as we brace ourselves to leave, we have, with the kind permission of the oaf who wrote 'Ode to Bryce', reprised it here. If you manage to read through it, well done, in advance. Here goes: Jenni and I are here in Bryce, Hawdu LaShem, So off we went to see the incredible land of Hoodoos, On a path one shares with horses and fortunately, not moo-moos Lo and behold before we knew, we were stepping in doo-doos, Jen wasn’t amused and said she hated the smell of poo-poos. I reminded her that we should be thankful we hadn’t as yet, any boo-boos. Up and up we trudged, never seeming to reach the top when a mirage I noticed, Is that Bishop TuTu’s image to her ...