gswrt: day 8: hoodoo voodoo

the eighth day of our road trip was spent at bryce canyon, a smallish national park when compared to the likes of grand canyon and zion. despite its modest acreage, it is an amazing park. the defining feature of bryce is the rock formations known as hoodoos which fill natural amphitheaters in the canyon. the hoodoos are formed by wind, rain, and snow and glow magnificent reds, yellows, browns, purples, whites, and pinks.

we set out on the fairlyland trail and hiked amongst the hoodoos (david is in the lower right).

the canyon is filled with trees with roots, trunks, and branches twisted like corkscrews. this one is a bit past its growing prime, but demonstrates the phenomenon beautifully.

after the fairyland loop we headed out on the navajo loop which led us through a steep slot canyon. here is a picture of david standing in the orange glow of the canyon.

after passing through the slot canyon we came upon two natural stone bridges. marta celebrated by peeking.

as we hiked up out of bryce canyon, we found this in the trail. odd.
after the sun went down, we star gazed on the rim of the canyon, dined on local river trout, and then retired to our historic cabin for some fire-side trivial pursuit. they were the most luxurious accommodations of the trip. we love bryce canyon.

then we left.