Thanksgiving is a family time, but my family always seems to be scattered to opposite sides of the USA, if not the world. Somehow, though, everyone attempts to reunite this time of year...usually back east. But this year, they came to us here in Zion...some driving through blizzards to get here, some flying to Vegas and renting a car to get here. So, including us, we have 10 Johnsons here... all "motel-ed" up in Springdale, near Zion's gates where we are camped at the campground. In spite of the rainy and snowy weather today, we will get outdoors for a while before partaking in a feast. (Miss you Brother Dan and Elaine!)
A few posts back you got to see Zion in the rain, and you will get to see more of that as we once again seem to be under a Mother Nature's faucet. But we had a one day reprieve a couple days ago. The clouds parted over our Red Sea, and while my son Caleb and daughter-in-law Kelli were snaking their way up to the summit of Angel's Landing, we showed my nephew Darin and his wife, Tracey, one of our favorite loops into Zion's backcountry.
Happy Thanksgiving to all! We appreciate your attendance and feedback.
Peace out, mark, bobbie and, for a few days, the johnson family.