Summer hiking has begun. And with that new schedule comes a change of scenery and itineraries. We leave the spa at 6:30 am. Yep, that means no sleeping in!
We also head for the higher elevations. I'm constantly told by people that they would never want to come to Dixie during the summer for hiking and I think this is a tragic misunderstanding. We go where the heat doesn't go. It's just that simple. Of course, we aren't going to traipse people around the desert under the searing sun. I'm not any more interested in doing that than anyone else. Instead of packing heat, we pack frozen water bottles and instead of parkas, we sport sweat-absorbing buffs.
Yesterday morning we left for Taylor's Creek as the sun was peaking over West Temple in Zion. Streams of sunlight burned through the fire-hazy fingers of Kolob as we approached the Timber Creek Overlook. It was 56º. Not hot.
By the dawn's early light, we go.
Hey, Dawn is my middle name.
By, MY early light, we go.