It’s barely nine o’clock on this mid–February morning in Zion National Park. Not much wildlife is out and about yet at this chilly hour (although we did pass the resident wild turkey inhabitants as they busily pecked for their breakfast in a clearing).
|Weeping Rock trailhead with river access|
It’s never too late to catch up, is it? And if there is anyone who should know this, that anyone would be me. It’s been a month since my last post! It would be no surprise if people thought I’d fallen off the edge of some cliff.
|Hiking my favorite mountains|