On Tuesday morning we were relieved to leave Las Vegas and continued on Road 15 to St George, Utah while singing Beatles tunes in the car. Back in the desert, back in the heat. St George couldn't be more different from Las Vegas. The place is all very sober and sweet looking on a hill.
We continued uphill towards Zion National Park and found the most relaxing town called Springdale where we stayed for two days. Zion Canyon is amazing; it is a small canyon, made of red sandstone, with natural arches. The hikes are among the most beautiful ones we have ever walked, Emerald Pool trails, Angel's Landing, with an elevation of 1488ft/453m, and the most amazing of all the Narrows, a hike along and in the river towards where the canyon narrows. I sacrificed my walking boots wading through muddy waters for four hours, and have to say the sights were amazing. As you go along the Canyon walls get narrower and we reached a place where they are six metres apart! The only danger is flash floods, so we had to keep an eye on the weather and be ready to get clear of the river.
The small town of Springdale is gentle if touristy, full of arty shops, and we stayed in El Rio Lodge. I must say Zion Canyon was full of French and Italian tourists. Is it just the strong Euro or Sarkozy spending his holidays in the States?
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