Monday 16 May 2011

The Desert Minx - The Final Instalment - My angel's fear to tread

A more restful night than usual, my burden lightened by not having to cut the holiday and miss the highlight of the trip. As we journey without me balancing on hands or kneeling in footwell I am contemplating Zion National Park's Angel's Landing, well as far as Walter's Wiggles anyway...I never planned to go to the top.

Yet another set of scene changes





Zion is coming into view









And here we are


and guess what? It's all booked for the first night and P wants me to have another night in a bed, Riona isn't questioning it either :-). We pass this bijou opportunity over...


Instead, we spend the night in the same hotel as the participants in the Pensioners Olympics. Unfortunately we had to sign a confidentiality clause with Saga Holidays not to reveal the results of the bedroom gymnastics, suffice to say we heard a lot of this

Next day we have to drive through this rubbish scenery AGAIN...




Shortly we will be going into that hole which appears to have no road to it...


And this is what we see on the other side


The rocks look like giant Walnut whips.


It looks like the earth went through really painful processes to get to this state


All topped off with a  double rainbow on our way back for a second night of fun and frolics with the ladies speed knitting team of Kentucky.




Day 2 we are mostly walking (limping still) behind waterfalls


Then I am not allowed to carry on as Riona and P proceed to the erm.... Emerald Pool..

But the height of the walls is impressive...





I resort to bugs on the valley floor

Today we visit another waterfall with a more impressive backdrop




Tomorrow P and Riona are going up something like this

I am not. I content myself with accompanying them into deep canyons like this

I think it is this they are actually going up

or possibly that!

To celebrate, we are finally camping again

And P and Riona talk themselves in, then out and then back in again to climbing Angel's Landing. I merrily wave them off on the bus and mooch off to eat cake, drink coffee and contemplate sensible shoe shops.

Meantime my intrepid travellers do this, Walter's Wiggles



First proof that Riona was there


And this is the next bit.... 

 I think this is panic.....note the chain......




And the drop


Onward and upward


That stage done


The next stage...gulp


Mulling it over togevver



They stopped at Scout's Landing for more photo shots






and to compare notes with an Australian couple. This together with the fact that they had met the ever present boy scout troop of America and a Korean lady who thought that the best way to tackle a three foot wide sloping path with 1,000 foot drops either side was to re-enact the opening hours of the January Sales at Harrods, the focus being the metal chain that everyone is meant to keep hold of! They determined it was time to return Hop Along who is still so proud of them and knows that even if she had been fighting fit...would never ever have done what they did and she would like to leave the last word of the entire trip to them in video...but the blog capacity is too small. So here are their last words in a picture







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