I Do, You Do, Who Do

It’s 39° this morning, but again, a beautiful day. Our campground does not have site hookups, but we need to wash some clothes, so we decide to go ahead and do it on generator power, since there is water and a dump station nearby. It turns out the washer is a little finicky about its electrical source, so we have to experiment a little before we get successful results.

We set off in Essie to take the 18-mile drive that hits 13 beautiful canyon overlooks. The canyon views are spectacular and the hoodoos are amazing. Whatdoos? We didn’t make this word up; it’s right out of the official Park Service brochure on Bryce. “Hoodoos” are natural rock spires that are the result of wind, water, and ice erosion over the years. The canyon is full of them. We visit every overlook and see them all. The highest overlook is at 9,115’. “Nevermore” showed up at a couple of the overlooks to add a comic touch to the breathtaking beauty. All these sights are a priceless asset to our wonderful country.

We stay here a second night.