Dylan "relaxing" on an off width |
Supposed to be gangsta signs! |
The first stop was outside the park for some mountain biking
in an area called Gooseberry Mesa. This
area is supposed to be “Moab like” slick rock riding, a new treat for us. It was definitely new, but I am not sure
about the treat part. With a printed map of the area, we headed out following
the white dots painted on the rock. It
didn’t take long to get completely turned around on the flat mesa. But as long as we followed the dots we’d be
fine, right?
Other than a couple of near crashes and quite few
walk-a-bikes, we did OK for our first time riding on rock. We definitely need
more practice with this type of riding to get proficient at it.
We didn’t actually get lost while riding, turned around a
few times, but never lost. Next time it
might be helpful to bring a GPS.
The next morning we hit Zion NP early to try and beat the
crowds up Angel’s Landing. Angel’s
Landing is one of the most popular hikes in Zion. It climbs a paved path up steep switch backs on the
side of a a wall, before crossing a knife edge ridge offering some excellent exposure. This ridge comes equipped with chains to grab
on to to steady yourself if needed.
The final ridge |
I’m glad we started early on this, as we got to enjoy the
summit with only 40-50 of our closest friends!
Despite the crowd, the view from the top was outstanding. The descent was uneventful, other than
dodging the hundreds of people heading up the chained route! Gotta love our national parks!
The true high point |
That afternoon we stopped at the local bike shop to get some
beta on another mountain bike ride – the JEM trail. This is another great trail outside of
Hurricane, Utah that traverses along the Virgin River canyon rim before
meandering around the valley for miles and miles. Not much climbing involved on the ride, but
the stiff wind, warm temperatures and rocky terrain kept our heart rates up.
JEM Trail |
Virgin River |
We finished up the weekend with seeing some of the boys (and girls) from the old college days, down on Fremont Street. Good times!