The Last Canyon

I have explored a good part of Utah Valley and I realized that I have hiked  (or driven) up every single canyon in the Valley, except one. So today, Jackson and I went for a hike up the last canyon—Dry Canyon. I think I may have left the best for last, but it’s a tough call because Rock Canyon is my favorite.  Perhaps I can find someone to pay me to write reviews of the different canyons.

It was the perfect day for hiking this morning and these pictures should stand as proof that Utah can get really green for even just a little while.

 

 

 

I had a Julie Andrews “Sound of Music” moment (as Mandy called it) and kind of got carried away and hiked higher than I meant to.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help myself. The hills were beckoning…you see the sky was so blue and everything was so green and fragrant, I had to be a part of it. The Untersberg led me higher like it wanted me to go through the clouds.”

Just look at this trail! See what  I mean?

 

One last picture…

Here Jackson is enjoying our new bedding. In the four years we have been married, we haven’t ever had real matching bedding.  I had a very girly and colorful bed set that we used when we first got married. It looked like the bedroom of a 16 year old girl so I felt bad for Colin and stopped using it. Since then we have used various combinations of blankets and sheets, non of which really matched. The new bedding isn’t very fancy but it is manly for Colin and it does match and it seems to make Jackson happy.