Today's route: Tropic, UT to Bryce Canyon National Park to Torrey, UT
The experience of watching the sun come up at Bryce Amphitheatre is said to be an awesome one, so I have checked on the time for sunrise (7:06 a.m., not too bad for a non-morning person like me) and set the alarm accordingly. I’ve chosen to watch from Bryce Point, 4 miles south of the Visitor’s Center. The drive takes 20 minutes, and I’ve allowed for 45, so I park in the dark, the second car there.
Light starts to spread across the horizon, and as other cars arrive and empty out, I realize that there is a viewing point a few hundred yards off of the parking lot. I march down the trail in the mild 57° dawn to find a dozen people, several with cameras set up on tripods and aimed at the center of the back wall, where the light is starting to reflect on rock formations in the large open bowl below.
An older couple arrives several minutes later and the woman edges into a space next to me, and then beckons her husband to set up his tripod there. I slide closer into the rail so he can’t set up where it blocks my view. The tripod remains 3 inches off of my left foot, but I stand my ground, and the remaining stay goes without incident.
For 20 minutes before the scheduled sunrise, light continues to stray over the top of the ridge opposite the canyon wall where we hold our focus. I snap pictures continuously, thanking the inventors of digital photography for the ability to load up my 1Gbyte memory card without fear of missing a photo while changing film.
A single cloud hangs over the ridge, slowing the sun’s assault. As it finally clears the cloud, the back wall of the amphitheatre begins to glow in yellow and orange hues. The tall rock spires and hoodoos below slowly come out of the shadows row by row, gleaming in the charging daylight. Finally, 45 minutes and perhaps 100 pictures later, I head back to the parking lot content that I’ve had the ultimate Bryce Canyon experience.
But my day is not done here. I drive back up to Inspiration Point and hike a short segment of the Rim Trail to Sunset Point and back, loading up my camera’s memory card with images along the way. At spots where I encounter inclines on the trek, I find myself huffing and puffing after only 50 yards. Considering I’ve altered my diet recently, I am concerned that I have become ill due to the change. (Two days later I realize that it was because Bryce is at 10,000 feet, and I had been affected by the altitude.)
I’ve sensed you wondering, so now a short interlude to insert a word about hoodoos, spires and fins. I’ll paraphrase from the National Park’s Bryce Canyon web site <http://www.nps.gov/brca/index.htm>:
[During the erosion process], thin walls, or fins, composed of soft sedimentary rock are left standing under capstones made of harder rock. These capstones act like umbrellas, protecting the fins from the elements and slowing the process of erosion. Eventually erosion wears through the sides of the fins leaving isolated pillars or “hoodoos.”
Hoodoos are tall thin spires of rock that protrude from the bottom of arid basins and badlands… In common usage, the difference between hoodoos and pinnacles or spires is that hoodoos have a variable thickness often described as having a "totem pole-shaped body." A spire, on the other hand, has a smoother profile or uniform thickness that tapers from the ground upward.
There are 15 viewpoints along Bryce Canyon’s 18-mile scenic drive on the way south towards Rainbow Point. I leave Sunset Point and head down the scenic drive, where a family of wild turkeys streams across the road in front of me. I am slow getting the camera started, so have only a picture of the tom as he darts down the roadside ravine.
At Rainbow Point I hike a short while on a loop trail amid pine trees harboring darting nuthatches, and gaze occasionally into the canyon when the trail permits. The return drive towards the Visitor’s Center brings more photos of more hoodoos and fins, and also an arch or two. One last stop just outside the park at the Fairyland Point overlook brings me a nice view of The Sinking Ship. Time to head on and it’s only 10:25 a.m. – but it’s now warmed all the way up to 69°.
Here’s a Quicktime movie of the amphitheatre that I hope gives a good perspective of its scope. (You may have to click the play button twice before it runs.)
Follow this link to more photos of Bryce Canyon National Park. Link here
http://community.webshots.com/album/560878671sdSlzd
"The journey not the arrival matters." -- T. S. Eliot
I’m on the road again. I’m starting to feel like I’ve packed in too many sights in too short a time. Essentially I drive a half day, and visit a half day. Out by nine, into the motel by five.
Utah Hwy 12 was not on my mapping software, or on my navi system either, but after finding the route on Yahoo Maps, and verifying it to Rick’s route during my planning sessions, I take it anyway. I am soooo glad I did. UT 12 is such a beautiful hidden secret. As the car icon floats along the navigation display between Bryce Canyon and Capital Reef National Parks, no road beneath, the environment changes with altitude from scrub oak to elegant aspens to scented pine.
Utah, at least the southeast portion, has spectacular landscapes. The scenery changes mile upon mile. God has definitely been here. At one time, while the earth was forming, he sent down his angels, who sculpted fascinating shapes in the cooling terrain. Then he arrived with his palette and proceeded to apply broad strokes of dark chocolate browns, pale grays, vibrant oranges, deep reds and pastel greens.
The temperature in the desert is rising again, but in the mountains west of Capital Reef, I hit a rain squall so severe I have to slow to 25 mph. The temperature cools from 98° to 83° in minutes, and several lightning strikes brighten the gloomy horizon. I stop to take a picture of a lowland lake from an overlook, but my hair stands on end, so I get back in the car and drive. Here’s a link to more photos taken along UT 12: http://community.webshots.com/album/560877004CDHyzD
Due to the early start to my day, I am three hours ahead of plan arriving at the motel, so I drive the remaining 8 miles to the Capital Reef NP Visitor’s Center. There I discover that the hard rains have caused flash floods, and the scenic drive is closed. On the way back to the motel, and despite the still threatening skies, I stop at four or five turnouts to take pictures. I also follow a dirt road to a trailhead leading to a short hike, and a panoramic view of Sulphur Creek Canyon, fashioned by what is now a dry river. Still, I have a short day, and it’s back to Torrey to unload for the night.
To accompany my dinner at the motel restaurant I order a brew called "Polygamy Porter". The maker, Wasatch Breweries, has a sense of humor. The label states "Why Have Just One?" under a drawing of an (Mormon?) elder surrounded by three young serving wenches. The brewers are even natives, associated with the Utah Brewers Co-op, Salt Lake City!
I go back to the room and surf through the TV channels. It seems that Utah TV allows "The Closer", but "Saving Grace" is not part of the programming schedule. A fan of both shows, I don’t even wonder why.
Today’s drive:
Tropic, UT to Torrey, UT via Bryce Canyon NP and Capital Reef NP
165 miles, around 4 hours (excludes in-park time)
Tomorrow:
Capital Reef National Park and Goblin Valley State Park
