Friday at 6pm, Hilary says to me, "We should have planned to go somewhere this weekend." I replied, "Let's go somewhere right now!" "Even though you have chicken on the grill?" she said. "Yes!" I said, "Let's go to Zion."So we did it.
In haste, we left little Zander's bag at home, so we had to buy some clothes for him, took a dirt road out of the area, near Rockville, caught lots of sun, relaxed.Very rejuvenating. Shuttles aren't running yet, so we were able to drive into the main canyon. It was SO nice down there...I was -almost- too hot in long pants, but I was in a t-shirt and chacos.
I never really noticed before how much 'freshness' was down there in the springtime. Grass, moss, buds on the trees, etc. were all saying "hello" and inching their way out. Kinda like when you go outside on a really sunny day and you slowly blink your eyes a few times before you can go fully open.