Bryce Canyon Hiking
This is not going to be much of a fishing report. But there are some nice pictures.
On Sunday and Monday Susan and I were at Ken and Cindy’s farm in Missouri. I fished in their pond for a little while on both days, using the crude, ugly flies I tied using their dog’s hair.
On Monday I caught a catfish on the doghair streamer. I don’t know who was more surprised, the fish or me. Ken wanted to eat it. I got a bass with the ugly pipefoam popper. We had it and the catfish for dinner.
Tuesday I photographed the sun rising over our airplane. We got on in Kansas City and got off in Las Vegas. We rented a car and got out of there.
Tropic, Utah is where I sit as I type this. There is a fishing guide not far from here. I stopped by the shop, which was locked. It looks pretty desert-like around here though- lots of dry washes. Don’t know how much fishing there is, and probably won’t be finding out.
Wednesday Susan and I stopped at every turn-out along the road in Bryce Canyon National Park.
Thursday we hiked along the rim trail for a couple miles, then hiked down into the hoodoos along the Navaho Loop.
The trails there are the most manicured trails I have ever seen. The only thing missing was the guy with the broom like they have at Disney World. That having been said, fantastic, awesome, incredible, and similar words do not adequately describe the scenery there. My photos don’t do it justice either. I didn’t have time to hang around waiting for perfect light, just had to take what God gave me. The weather was brilliant.
We went to the evening astronomy talk. After the talk ended we waited in line to look through a telescope. It was pointed at Saturn. The rings and three moons were plainly visible. It was very humbling to see another planet that clearly.
Friday we went hiking in Dixie National Forest, in Red Canyon. Real trails. Real spectacular. Awesome weather. Fantastic day. Hoodoo you love?
The bark of a ponderosa pine smells delicious, like butterscotch. You have to put your nose right up against the tree to smell it.
At the National Forest visitor center a gentleman had a telescope set up. It was pointed at the sun. When I looked through I could see solar flares and prominences. This wasn’t a photo in a book, it was happening in real time. If Saturn was humbling, this was a mega-humbler. What an incredible, miraculous thing existence is!
Life is great and I love my work!
Life is short. Go Hiking!
John Kumiski
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