At Bryce National Park we were scheduled to be reunited with the Zeiger clan. Michael is Kristi’s brother, but he might as well be mine as well. We go back almost 30 years! His wife Dawn and our niece Kiley are very special to us, so it was great getting to share a week of travels with them.
In past blogs I have described the difference between a “drive through” park and a hiking park. This was largely a drive through park. When I say that Bryce is a one trick pony, I don’t mean that in a bad way. It is just to advise the reader that unlike Glacier National Park, Yosemite, or Yellowstone, this is not a place to stay for more than 2 days. With that said, the pink, red, and pale white rocks formations were breathtaking. The tall spires are called hoodoos and they are beautiful.
The following morning we did a little family hike right behind the campground that brought us to a rim trail that probably had the best views we had seen yet. Kiley hiked like a Billy goat. She is such a trooper. She has been hiking with us since she is four years old and has never once complained.