Earlier this month, my husband had a convention for work in Nevada, and we were able to go with him for the road trip. Since the convention ended Thursday, we decided to head a little north, and hit Zion National Park for the weekend. I’m SO glad we did. It was stunning, had perfect weather, and we practically had the Park to ourselves!
Tater hadn’t been feeling good for the first half of the trip (she gets car sick), so we tried to take it easy and do short walks instead of hikes when we first got into the Park. Which, by the way, there was no one at the Park when we arrived Thursday at lunchtime. We literally had the place to ourselves!
We checked into the hotel and decided to check out the little town of Springdale. Most of the restaurants were closed for the winter (downside of coming in the off-season), but we managed to find a few little gems. The weather was unseasonably warm. Despite bringing our snow gear, the temperature actually hit 70 at one point, and hovered in the high 50s and low 60s.
The next day we did a few more walks/short hikes. The kids loved hanging down by the river. They skipped stones, dug in the sand, and played for a couple hours.
We also went into a little ghost town, called Grafton. It was a rocky, non-maintained road (we kept praying Tater wouldn’t get car sick!), but it was really neat. There was an old school/church, home, stables, and even a well-preserved cemetery of a handful of people who succumbed to a 19th century diphtheria outbreak.
Grafton sits against private property farmland. How cute was this cow?!
It took us 10 hours to get home…over the course of the week we spent over 20 hours in the car and drove over 1000 miles, but it was still an amazing opportunity. (Also “amazing”, driving through the Park at 3am every morning because Junior refused to sleep.) Thanks to homeschooling, I turned it into a “field trip” and Tater learned all about geography, geology, and even history.