|Ready to slot it up|
It doesn’t get much better than an entire day to explore without kids. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE hiking with my little nuggets, but after a couple of miles, the whining starts (from one particular munchkin who is 6 and who’s name rhymes with K.K.), and you kinda just might want to go back home 🙂 (I’m holding out high hopes this is a phase….. It is, right??)
So today while the boys played with their good buddy, Jayden, Steve and I got an entire DAY to pick a cool, long hike and just explore. We chose Slide Rock Arch which, recommended by our friends Lisa and Darren.
|Super pretty views and very sticky clay and quicksand — fun 🙂|
|Love this rock varnish. Beautiful!|
To get to Slide Rock Arch, you have to walk (wade, slide, sink?) down the Pariah River. It was hovering around 100 degrees today and a lot of the hike was full sun and the “river” was filled with quicksand and slick clay. It was a workout! Nearly 14 miles round-trip. Fun stuff, to say the least. I love this sort of thing.
|ahh! love this!!|
|cool triangle rocks just placed so neatly here. Mother Nature, You RULE.|
|I really am diggin’ these shots that Steve took. Check out the striped walls. awesomeness!|
|river rocks, slots, and us!|
|Rock creature dude|
|Slide Rock Arch!! Massive! COOL!|
|Taking cover from the sun.|
Even with four miles of slot canyon, the temps were brutal. Even the river was hot! The breeze was hot! Sheesh! I can see how people can get in trouble, fast, out here.
And really — quicksand is no joke. We’ve lost 2 pairs of shoes to it (kid shoes, different occasions) and I was about THIS close today. I always thought, before moving to Utah, that quicksand was this made up thing from Super Mario Bros 3. Yeh, no.
|Man, nothing beats this. NOTHING!|
|Almost back — hot, sticky, and thirsty. Ready for a nice cold beer.|
Days like these — brilliant blue skies (sorry other states, but Utah has you beat), red sand, orange rocks, a rainbow of river rocks, hawks soaring (we actually saw a falcon try to take down a bird about 10 feet in front of our faces), striped walls of deep burgundy, shimmering silver clay, the sound of wind blowing through the canyon, rippling springs.. ugh. Seriously, Utah. I heart you. xoxoxo