Bryce Canyon (day 2)
September 10, 1996
Forenoon was reserved for two hikes inside the "canyon". We started at Sunset point and followed the "Navajo Loop Trail" down into "Wall Street". In this section the trail leads through a narrow slot canyon with high walls of red rock. Most impressive. It is amazing that even some very big trees managed to grow here.
At the turning point of the trail we did not chose the path back to Sunset point but continued on the "Queens Garden Trail". An quite easy hike with great vistas. Vistas ...I should tell a short anecdote here.
Since we made this trip in the pre-digital era the number of pictures we could take was sort of limited. For this reason my cousin had given the following precept: Only take a picture if the motive is worthy of being hang up at the wall of your living room. So far, so good. But the days at Bryce led us into temptation. Especially my cousin. He had brought a small compact camera which he carried inside a waist bag with a velcor fastener. Everytime when he opened the bag the fastener produced a characteristic rasping sound which was audible frome miles away. I had gotten used to this sound earlier on our trip. But the fascinating rock formations at Bryce caused an enourmous increase in rasping activities. It soon turned into one continuous cacophony.
At the turning point of the trail we did not chose the path back to Sunset point but continued on the "Queens Garden Trail". An quite easy hike with great vistas. Vistas ...I should tell a short anecdote here.
Since we made this trip in the pre-digital era the number of pictures we could take was sort of limited. For this reason my cousin had given the following precept: Only take a picture if the motive is worthy of being hang up at the wall of your living room. So far, so good. But the days at Bryce led us into temptation. Especially my cousin. He had brought a small compact camera which he carried inside a waist bag with a velcor fastener. Everytime when he opened the bag the fastener produced a characteristic rasping sound which was audible frome miles away. I had gotten used to this sound earlier on our trip. But the fascinating rock formations at Bryce caused an enourmous increase in rasping activities. It soon turned into one continuous cacophony.
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