Back, Sunburned and Happy
14 April 2008
Ah, vacations.
I *love* taking time from my busy world to head out into the wilderness. This past week my son and I headed into the backcountry of Canyonlands National Park in Southern Utah. It was early in the season, and temperatures were moderate - we saw rain, snow, wind and sun. We did 30 or so miles of rugged, even brutal terrain and spent 4 days wandering around in a blissful state. We climbed over slickrock, wandered down deep valleys choked with the detritus of past rain storms, sought out water holes hidden in caves and walked thru giant meadows full of early spring flowers.
My son, 11, is quite a hiker. He can run circles around most adults and is tough as nails. I'm quite impressed with his ability to endure the physical and mental strain of serious wilderness travel. Happily, he has classified this trip as the best ever, which I note he says every year as we roll back to civilization. I'm pretty proud of him.
Here are a few photos from the trip...
I *love* taking time from my busy world to head out into the wilderness. This past week my son and I headed into the backcountry of Canyonlands National Park in Southern Utah. It was early in the season, and temperatures were moderate - we saw rain, snow, wind and sun. We did 30 or so miles of rugged, even brutal terrain and spent 4 days wandering around in a blissful state. We climbed over slickrock, wandered down deep valleys choked with the detritus of past rain storms, sought out water holes hidden in caves and walked thru giant meadows full of early spring flowers.
My son, 11, is quite a hiker. He can run circles around most adults and is tough as nails. I'm quite impressed with his ability to endure the physical and mental strain of serious wilderness travel. Happily, he has classified this trip as the best ever, which I note he says every year as we roll back to civilization. I'm pretty proud of him.
Here are a few photos from the trip...
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