Thursday, May 26, 2016

So Long Nevada, Hello Utah


Virgin River, Zion National Park
After waving goodbye to the Valley of Fire, we cut through the northwest corner of Arizona into Utah, on our way to Zion National Park. Once we got there, it became obvious that Zion is incredibly popular, and already very crowded. The campgrounds were completely full, so no chance of staying the night. The majority of the year the roads through Zion are closed to car traffic, and the only way to get around is by taking the park shuttle, which is convenient but makes it hard to really see the places between stops. After taking the shuttle to a few trailheads for short hikes, we declared Zion a bust and kept heading east.

Just outside of the park we saw a small herd of bighorn sheep and pulled over to see if we could get a better look. Just as we were climbing back in the RV, I caught movement through the trees, and realized there was a larger herd grazing in a hidden pocket of rock.  A scramble onto a steep sandstone rockface, and several stern warnings to myself to not forget where I was, and we had an excellent view of a family group settling down for the night.

Bighorn sheep family

Bighorn sheep ewe

Once we had our fill of sheep-watching, we headed to Coral Pink Sand Dunes State Park, just down the road, only to find that it was also full. A quick conversation with a ranger netted us information about a little-known and almost completely unmarked BLM campground on a side road a few miles away. It turned out to be one of the best campgrounds of the trip so far: very small, clean, quiet, and our spot was out of sight of the main loop, so it was almost like having a private campground.

Coral Pink Sand Dunes

Red-breasted Nuthatch with seed
 

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