South-East Utah and Page, AZ
We planned on a quiet week at the beach until the Ford F-350 dually pulled up next to us and unloaded his construction generator and two beach buggies. There goes the neighborhood. So we were eager to explore a more quiet area rather than sit on the beach after work. Thanks to our neighbors (the nice ones, not the ones with the ATVs) suggested a slot canyon hike that you neither have to pay $100 per family nor is extremely long. Sold.
And so we spent most of the afternoon tucked away in a tiny crack in the rocks, climbing ladders (with dog), getting stuck (mostly the kids) and marveled the red sleek rocks. I can see the beauty and the draw it has to people. But sharing this with a group of 20 other tourists I don’t think I would’ve really enjoyed it, even if the rock formations may be more epic. But when you balance epic but tourists vs. beautiful and quiet this trip won by far. Especially since we had to go back to find three new fifth-wheels parked hitch-to-hitch in our camp.
We also spent some time at the Glen Canyon Dam, had their kids do their Junior Ranger stuff) and braced the masses at Horseshoe Bend. One of the places I marvel at how so many people actually survive the trek there. Just the amount of people on the edge, trying to get the best (badass) angle at the bend, toddler running around (ahem) and dogs. Well, we survived, met some friends in the parking lot and checked that one off the Pinterest list.