Notes from the Field: Zion National Park
Monday 7:43 AM - Coffee on the lodge patio. Birds chirping in the surrounding trees and bushes sound like a symphony. The canyon towers lit up by the rising sun. We are alone except for a group of young men, five in total, sitting at the table to our left drinking coffee and eating bagels with cream cheese. Their backpacks, large multi-day 40+ pounders, lean against the wall waiting for them. These guys look like they’re getting ready to head into the back country. I am terribly jealous…
