Well, I’ve been home three days and I’m starting to recover from the combination of jet-lag and cough/cold/flu virus that someone gave me as a souvenir of my holiday in America, so I think I have the energy now to start posting a little bit more about our time there.
I took a ton of photos. Isn’t it liberating, the switch from film to digital? With film, you’re constantly wondering how many more frames you have on the roll, but with digital you just keep clicking away, secure in the knowledge that a) you’re unlikely to actually fill your multi-gigabyte card in one day and b) if you do, there’s another one in your pocket.
Anyway. We flew into Las Vegas simply because it was there. I suspect most people visit Las Vegas simply because it’s there, but for us, it was also nicely situated between the places we wanted to visit for the first week, and the place I needed to be for the second. And we’d been to Vegas before by default, and we kinda liked it.
I’m going to save Vegas for later, because I have a fascinating little video I want to show you, but I think I need a widget to embed it. Anyway, you’ve already had Elton John! So the next stop was the Grand Canyon, and I’m not going to do a post on that. It’s awesome. It’s a great big awesome hole in the ground and you can do all kinds of stuff like ride mules down into it, take helicopter or 4×4 tours, or hike or camp .. but we just walked along the rim and gazed at it while trying not to melt, and besides, you’ve already had the squirrels.
So by the time we got to Bryce, we’d seen the Grand Canyon.
Now, you might think this would make Bryce a bit of a disappointment, but no. Not a bit of it. In my opinion, Bryce Canyon is utterly beautiful, and in its way, even more stunning than the Grand Canyon. You only have to look at the photo above to see why.
The colours are accurate – the rocks really were that red. Actually, earlier in the day the colours were more intense and the sky was bluer. It all depends on the light, but at any time of day, the place is just gorgeous.
I’m not going to bore you with a geology lesson. Suffice it to say that the canyon is still being formed, slowly but surely increasing in size, as the softer rock is worn away to expose those incredible rock formations known as fins and hoodoos. It looks as though it’s a bit crowded down there, but in fact there’s plenty of room between them to ride, walk, or even drive a truck – supposing you are allowed to.
If one day someone tells me I can visit either Utah or Arizona to see only one of the canyons, I’m gonna pick Bryce, with no hesitation. If it weren’t for the intensity of the sun, and the possibility of death by heatstroke, I could have sat there all day just looking at the place. It’s that beautiful.
And it has a peace all of its own.