If you have been wondering where the Friday and Saturday Snark postings have gotten to, here’s the scoop. We decided on a last-minute weekend getaway and booked in at the lodge at Zion National Park.
We have been here since yesterday afternoon and it has been super, not crowded at all. The other DrC has pretty photos at her blog, as well as some very well earned praise for this special place.
As she notes, we each came here as children with our parents. We’ve been coming back over the decades, not every year but more like every 3 years, give or take.
Now that we winter a 1.5 hour drive from here we’ll be back at least yearly, and always in midwinter. It is the only time the place isn’t overrun with what the other DrC calls ‘tourons,” a portmanteau of tourists and morons.
What would I call the scenery here? Literally one of the most spectacular places on this planet, much of which I’ve seen in our travels. They named it Zion because you can feel the presence of the creator here, even if not especially religious.
Do you remember a Sunday comic strip featuring a Western sheriff Rick O’Shay and his gunslinger pal Hipshot Percussion? When Easter or Christmas would roll around, they’d ride out to the rim of the Grand Canyon and, looking in awe at the enormous view, feel like they were in church. I get that feeling at Zion N.P.
