This National Park was on the bucket list. Less traveled but every bit as beautiful as Zion or Arches. This park's rock formations challenge your imagination ttyl identify and, yes, misidentify what you are viewing. Let's see, is it a cocker spaniel? A skunk? No, it might be Trump. Rock Slide!
There is a very high color contrast which makes it unique.
Also, this park has water which enabled early pioneers to plant fruit trees. These exist today. You may. walk these small groves picking and eating the fruit. For a small fee you can pick some to take home. Based on the season there are apricots, cherries, peaches and apples. The old homestead house has a gift shop selling hand made pot holders, aprons, magnets, jams, jellies and, yes, you guessed it, pies! We were too late for peaches and too early for apples so there was no fruit for us.
We settled for a picnic by the creek among cottonwood and aspen trees. Gracie made friend with some other visitors, Shirley ran across a small snake, and Carol hunted for interesting rocks.
After our lunch break, we drove the scenic loop conquering several dry washes in the mighty Toyota. The threat of rain and possible flash floods shortened our adventure. We turned our trails and headed back to Panguitch.
All in all, another great adventure!