Clouds Part Over The Red Sea

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!)

Ode To Tripod Rocks, Hanging Tough Against Time and Tourists

Three freakishly improbable rocks, all in a side-by-side alignment and supported by a tripod of three fragile, highly eroded columns...way out in the middle of nowhere.

12 Miles To Paradise

In order to experience rare solitude, dazzling colors and soul-quenching freedom around Zion, you need only to walk, ride, run or paddle quietly in any direction. It's "out there," if you are willing to work for it.

The Rain, The Park, And Other Things...

As it turns out, even rock stars get old...

Doubling Down: A Friday "Two-fer"

Live out your dreams, not your fears...

Conclusion: The Back-A-Beyond Wilderness Behind East Temple

Wilderness is the Promised Land we seek and need. It nourishes, nurtures, and restores our urban-blighted souls.

In Order To Explore The Back-A-Beyond Behind East Temple You Must Trust Your Guides, Intuition, And Shoes

The more you dream the farther you go...