Bryce Canyon

On the way home from our trip to Zion, we decided to stop by Bryce Canyon and take a look around. It was just as beautiful as Zion, just in a different way. It was mostly just us and a few bus loads of Asian tourists. Johnny and I were amazed by how many international tourists were at Zion and Bryce. It's like the rest of the world knows what Utah has to offer better than most of the US. 

It was the perfect little weekend away, and we hope for many more like it!

Zion National Park, Part III

On the second day of our hike, Johnny and I decided to try an 8-mile hike with Sally. We said to each other, "Welp, this could either be our best idea or worst idea ever." But we decided to give it a try, crossing our fingers that Sally wouldn't have a meltdown. The estimated time the hike would take was 6 hours, and we planned on it taking that long, since we'd be stopping to feed Sally, change her diaper, and quell any potential screaming/crying. We stocked one backpack full of supplies, which I carried. And Johnny carried Sally in a hiking backpack that we rented. Sally loved the hiking backpack, and she was totally happy the whole way up, and even took a nap for part of it.

The hike to the top was almost entirely uphill, but it was jaw-droppingly gorgeous.

Part of the hike was through a little canyon, where the temperature dropped a few degrees. The pictures don't do it justice, but it was super cool.

This is where we stopped for our first diaper change. Right there on the trail is where we did it, just making sure Sally didn't get up and run off the trail.

Sally was asleep the whole time we were at the top. Johnny and I ate some snacks and took pictures and just enjoyed ourselves for a while. The view was unreal.

The way down took half the time, and we finished in a little over 5 hours. Sally was a tad grumpy on the way down, but it was nothing a few verses of "Wheels on the Bus" couldn't fix. It ended up being super beautiful and fun, so we were glad we went for it.

Zion National Park, Part II

After our first hike, we still had a few hours before sundown, so we decided to try out another hike with Sal. She was loving the outdoors and getting to touch all the different textures of the rocks and trees around us. And Johnny and I were loving the weather. 70 degrees in February is the thing of dreams!

Those toes were too cute not to document

Zion National Park, Part I

Blogging about our lives is such a luxury these days. I just can't ever seem to justify it. Sally could wake up from her nap at any given moment, so let's see just how far I can get.

The weekend of Valentine's Day, Johnny and I made a last-minute decision to head to Zion for the weekend. What a glorious weekend it was. The highs were in the 60s and 70s, and Zion was simply gorgeous. Just like other getaways since Sally's been born, I had that feeling of all my stress melting away as soon as we arrived at our destination. We arrived on a Thursday afternoon and wasted no time in getting started with hiking. The first hike was only about a mile long, but every inch of it was breathtaking. 

A cute Asian woman took our picture, and she and her fellow travelers kept saying, "Hi Sally!" the whole time we were at the lookout. 

The view: (Note the windy road that I got car sick on. It's not a Galbraith vacation without my motion sickness. Fun for all!)

This is what well-prepared parents do --- hydrate their daughter out of the lid of their Powerade bottle.

Johnny thought to reenact the whole Simba/Rafiki/Pride Rock scene here.