While checking out Southern Utah for a winter get-a-way, Hubby, Mikey, Nia, and I did some exploring. One day, we drove to Bryce Canyon.
On the way, we had some beautiful views of snowy bluffs, freezing waterfalls, and snow.
After the snowy drive, we came to Red Canyon. It’s on Highway 12 in Utah’s Dixie National Forest. It was a pretty drive with varying colors of red on the rocks and various types of rocks. It has hiking trails but we didn’t get off the road as we were focused on getting to Bryce Canyon. Here are some of the pretty sights of Red Canyon.
At Bryce Canyon, we came in the north entrance and drove to the 1st/last? overlook. We were disappointed to see that dogs were only allowed on the upper concrete/asphalt walkways. We took photos and walked the dogs out to the point and back.
We drove to another viewpoint where you could actually walk down through the spires, but dogs weren’t allowed. We left them in the vehicle and walked along the edge, eyeballing the trail down into the canyon. I was willing to give it a try, but hubby wasn’t excited about the climb back out.
I decided to go partway down to get better photos. It only lasted three of the hairpin turns. I went around the third one looking in the distance at the spires and not watching where I placed my feet and the next thing I know, my right foot is sliding down the path on pebbles, making me do the splits, while my left foot is planted, and finally gives into the weight pulling on it and I skinned my left shin and bent the nail of my big toe backward.
I pulled my extremities back together and slowly rose, brushing the dust off. I looked up and hubby waved at me. A quick look around, showed no one else had seen my splits. Making my way back up the trail, my toe throbbed, and my legs were wobbly. At the top, I asked if Hubby had seen me go down. He said, “No, only me standing there, brushing dirt off.”
After Bryce Canyon we headed back a different way and came across a large field with Bison.
We also found a place that had a trail we could take the dogs when we were closer to Hurricane.
It was a fun trip, and we’re looking forward to going back next winter.
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