Departure

Got to DIA at 4 for our 7 o’clock flight to Salt Lake City; then waited 8 hours in the airport for our flight to London. Made some new friends and we ended up all becoming pretty tight after spending an 8 hour layover and 10 hour flight together.

Zion>Arches

When we got to Arches, it was 104 degrees, and the temperature kept rising! We drove around and saw some named rocks like the Windows and Balanced Rock; and we saw a hippo with sharks, a camel, and a snake.

Hiking

We went to Emerald Pools, but couldn’t get past the first pool because of construction, so we went to the Weeping Rock and the Temple of Shinawava. At the end of the temple hike there was a river that you could walk in and continue onto another path. Daddy and I went, but had to go barefoot. When we made it to land, the views were spectacular and definitely worth it. Aunt Robin didn’t come with us tubing because she thought it was too shallow. We did get stuck a bunch, but it was mostly fine, except once when Momma was trying to get me loose the bungee cord slapped my leg really hard.

Glen Canyon Dam>Zion

On our way out of Lake Powell, we stopped at the Glen Canyon Dam and took a tour out on the dam and in the power plant. (I didn’t know we were stopping there and was really confused for a while as to why Momma and Daddy kept saying a bad word to each other). Air conditioning has become my best friend on this trip. In Zion, Aunt Robin is staying in a hotel, so I get the couch bed and don’t have to take it apart every morning for breakfast.

Boating

We rented a boat to go out on the lake. I had to go in a tube with Momma because I was too light and would get flipped over too easily. I even got to drive the boat for a bit!

Grand Canyon>Lake Powell

We got up at 4 am to watch the sunrise. After going back to sleep for about 6 hours, we hiked down into the Grand Canyon a little bit. Then we drove to Lake Powell. After we parked there was a storm with lots of dust, rain, and wind.

Four Corners>Grand Canyon

We stopped at Four Corners before making it to the Grand Canyon. At our campground we saw a HUGE elk on M (for moose) street. Daddy and I tried to find it again after dinner, but only found its big hooveprints.