
We went camping this weekend. Yes. Camping. In a tent.
I actually enjoyed myself. The tent was very comfortable. The scenery was gorgeous. And the weather was fantastic. You really couldn't ask for anything more.
Bryce Canyon is about 4 hours south of where we live now and is a national park filled with red rock and things called Spires/Hoo-doos. If you read the link, it explains what they are and how they are formed. We camped in
Kodachrome State Park, which I will say again, is prettier than any state park I have ever been in. Utah
really knows how to maintain their parks. I thought Antelope Island was gorgeous, but Kodachrome was even moreso. The landscape made it simply spectacular.
The only downside of the trip was the drive home. We took the
Scenic Route 12 Byway which added 4 hours to our drive home but took 40 years off of my life. It was recommended to Todd that we take this road home because of the scenery. The scenery
was gorgeous. But the road in one area had approx. 2000 feet of dropoff on both sides WITH NO GUARD RAILS!!!!!!!!! Now, I handle heights pretty well. The only time I don't like it is over a bridge with water down below. This drive, however, was scarier than anything I have ever done in my life. I seriously did not know whether to throw up or burst into tears and it was all I could do to not do either. Todd laughed at me at the time and then later admitted that it made him nervous to drive over it, as well, so you KNOW it had to be bad. I still don't know that the scenery was worth it.
Entrance to Kodachrome:

Our tent with the view:

The kids sleeping:

"Natural Bridge" in Bryce:

One of our hikes:


HELLO! (yes, I am a 12 year old little boy at heart. You can't tell me that Hoo-Doo behind me doesn't look like what I think it looks like):

All in all this was another notch in the belt that is the grand adventure that is the Decker move to Utah.