LENS

June 6, 2011

Zion National Park – June 2_4, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — wally426 @ 5:38 pm

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The Watchman

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VicPick

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Hump’r

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RökRöl

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Slipree

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Ghost Tree

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Lazy Day

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The seeds of the cottonwood trees were everywhere. During this time, cottonwoods disperse them in hopes that they’ll land on the moist riverbeds and swampy areas. it is the only place the trees can grow in such a harsh environment

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Der Großvater sitzt im Garten und raucht das Rohr

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Some of the locals…

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Power Flower

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Striations

The upper layer of the mountains is called navajo sandstone. It was once one of the largest deserts on Earth. Over millions of years, it was packed down and solidified by water and makes up the tops of most mountains.

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The Virgin river is responsible for carving these magnificent mountains. It moves millions of cubic feet of sediment every year, with most of the major flooding coming over the srping thaw.

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Hanging gardens

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Angel’s Landing (center background) was one of the most challenging hikes I’ve done. After going through a maze of switchbacks, the last half mile takes you scrambling up a ridge with a 4,000 foot drop on either side.

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Desert Rose

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The West Rim trail snakes through some amazing canyons. You can barely make out the people towards the bottom at the base of the huge chasm

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Dragon’s Maw

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Big Bend

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Long way down

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Looking south from Angel’s Landing

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East

North

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This woman was nuts

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The Grotto

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Looking back on the ridge from the summit. You can see how small the margin of error is from this vantage

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Skinkfight

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Approaching Walter’s Wiggles, one of the wildest switchbacks I’ve ever seen

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Dave

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Looking into the grotto

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Bird’s-eye view of the west rim trail

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Dug in

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Plateau Lizard

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The old Utah Juniper

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Meanwhile, back in Vegas…

It was like a culture shock coming back from Zion to this seemingly strange land. You go from natural landscapes and fresh breezes to tall plexiglass and smog. Where you barely saw any people a few hours before, you were surrounded by drug dealers and nudie flyers shoving thier respective products in your face. Amazing how dynamic this country can be…

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Garagitti

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Slotitti

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Leaving Las Vegas

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