Iron, like a Lion, in Zion......

Trip Start Jun 29, 2010
Trip End Apr 07, 2012

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Camped in Zion NP

Flag of United States  , Utah
Thursday, July 29, 2010

We woke up slightly hung over (ohh that 3.2% beer – strong stuff) from the night before, for a change we had stayed up late and been the life of the party and had a really good laugh with Eammon and Carmel. We had a few bets running on our driver Andy and which young bit of fluff would spend the night in his tent ... Chris won the bet!!!

Before we left the Kodachrome Basin State Park we had the option of having a shower or going on a 30 minute nature trail showing the nature in the desert.  Trying to be true travellers we passed on the washing opportunity and headed out to learn about Kodachrome.  It is an area dotted with sandstone chimneys ranging between 6 and 170 feet and is very desert like, so to be honest the wildlife was limited, so after a wander and quick toilet stop, we were on our way to Zion National Park.      

The drive on the way in to Zion was very impressive as we were suddenly surrounded by more lush mountain ranges that have been developing gradually as we have travelled West out of the heat.

Zion is a huge Canyon based national park with hiking and horse riding.  We decided to take a couple of smaller walks as the heat was intense and our newly developed love for hiking had started to dwindle (bet no-one is surprised to hear that)!!! Initially we headed for the Weeping Rock trail, which was a steep mile steep walk up to the rock face.  As we got closer we could see the rock 'weeping', caused by water trickling from the shelf above our heads.  The water has quite a long history ... it soaked into the thick sandstone, and over the centuries has seeped through resulting in ‘tears’ dripping from the rock, a nice gentle walk to start us off.

Our next trail was a bit of a nightmare, ‘The Emerald Pool’s’ or as we like to call them ‘The Muddy Puddles’.  This ended up being a 2 hour walk up the mountains to a set of three (supposedly Emerald coloured) pools.  As we arrived at the first one we were a little disappointed as it was like a trickle of water from a drainpipe! We headed down to the lower pools which was more like a very small waterfall similar to the ‘the weeping rock’. We decided to head up to the top pool as it was meant to be a beautiful spot and you could swim there, maybe it was the lack of recent rainfall but it was a little like a disused outdoor pool, muddy and definitely not swimmable.  It wouldn’t have been too much of a problem apart from we’d risked life and limb clambering over slippery rocks hoping to see a stunning pool ... maybe next time.  The only bonus was that we mostly walked through the canyon which was very beautiful and a nice change as our past hikes have been in very dry, sandy desert like conditions! 

On the way back to the bus we partook in a swim in the river to cool down and freshen up (another wash without soap).  It was hilarious as the current was so strong – each time either of us let go of a rock we would go shooting off down the river.  You could probably hear our laughter for miles.  We had a great dinner – make your own pizza’s using pitta bread and cooked in a frying pan with a lid.  A different approach but one that worked and provided a delicious meal.  After dinner there was some disruption in the ranks ... fuelled by us.  We weren’t being trouble makers but we had a problem with the lack of time we had been told we were going to be in Las Vegas for the following day (we were being dropped off at 7pm and leaving at 1am).  We rallied the troops and we had 18 people who wanted to leave earlier the following day and head to Vegas ... so Annabelle had her diplomatic hat on and used her best manipulating skills to put forward the groups case.  The response from the drivers was that the trip is a dictatorship not a democracy and the plans weren’t going to change.  As we all know Chris doesn’t like to be told what to do at the best of times, fortunately it was another camp night, so we snubbed the camp fire and headed to our tent where we planned what we were going to spend the drivers tip money on in Vegas - not that we’re petty!!!   
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Oooo tensions brewing on bus brother! I so wish today's talks were filmed, I'm sure that wouldve made a great episode of bus brother! The bus driver sounds like a muppet xx

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