Being afraid of heights is not one of my problems. But yesterday's hike to
Angels Landing in Zion National Park gave me some concern. The last half mile of the trail follows a thin ridge of sandstone with 1,000 foot drops to the valley floor on either side. At one point it is two feet wide with certain death a step away, left or right.
The risk is real with one or two people falling to their deaths annually.
As Zion's signature hike, it was very busy on a beautiful Saturday. The simple act of passing someone on the "trail" added to the pucker factor. But to the top we went wth the boys displaying an unusual amount of maturity and seriousness. From the top we enjoyed the crisp blue day and a lunch of aged cheddar and M&Ms with an amazing view of Zion's magical sights.
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| One foot to the right and its 1,000 feet straight down. |
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| Wesley and Dashel point to Angels Landing |
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| Exploring the sandstone wonders. |
As Zion's signature hike, it was very busy on a beautiful Saturday. The simple act of passing someone on the "trail" added to the pucker factor. But to the top we went wth the boys displaying an unusual amount of maturity and seriousness. From the top we enjoyed the crisp blue day and a lunch of aged cheddar and M&Ms with an amazing view of Zion's magical sights.
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