The guys in our church had been talking all summer about a guys' getaway. Well, we finally made it happen. Over the weekend of Sept. 27th, we all got kitchen passes and drove to Zion National Park, just northeast of St. George, UT, to enjoy some camping and hiking.
Angels' Landing Summit - Top Row (left to right): Neal, Mike, Alexander
Bottom: Myself, Sean, and Triston

Half of the guys in our group - the young whipper-snappers (Me, Triston, and Alexander) envisioned a woodsy, off-the-beaten-trail camp location. The elders in our group had something a little more "homey" in mind. Little did the young guys know that what they had in mind was a location next to showers, potties, a swimming pool (complete with wine and cheese sampling), picnic tables, and barbecue grills. In fact, they were so excited about this location that they were willing to pay $40-some for it! Down the road was a similar BLM campground, nice sandy ground, no fee, plenty of space to get away from other campers, etc...but no! We camped in the $40 spot with neighbors within spitting distance (see picture below). The elders won the day and trumped our desires for a somewhat-real camping experience. I'm not bitter, but I DO think it's important to clarify what we mean by "camping" next time : )
Our Campsite

After we set-up camp, the first hike we decided on was Angels' Landing in the middle of the park. The only way to get to the trailhead was to commute there via park bus. This really
was a spectacular hike (not
that physically challenging, compared to a '14er hike) - especially once you made it to the half-way point and saw this vista. The sheer cliff face on Angels' Landing's North side was spectacular!
Angels' Landing Summit taken from the Half-way Point
(Path goes up the Right Side)
The final pitch was an awesome hike! It was sloping sandstone, so slippery and steep that the park has installed chain-link along the way for stability.
Mike and Triston on the Final Ridge to the Top

We were up there at sunset - beautiful, breathtaking views.
Angels' Landing Panorama Looking South

The next day we hiked what was called the "Narrows." This hike can be done one of two ways. You can catch a shuttle all the way to the top and hike down the Narrows (a river that cuts through these incredible sandstone canyons) if you want a full 8 hours of hiking. OR, you can start at the park-side and hike up, turning around when you've had enough. We opted for the second option.
Let me just say that this a VERY UNIQUE trail - unlike any other hike I've done. There's really no elevation gain, but having to walk through a river 85% of the time, over slick river rock, takes more effort than you'd think. The canyon walls were AMAZING! I felt like a complete dwarf walking beside them. I'd say the canyon walls towered, at times, thousands of feet above us!
The Narrows

More Narrows - A Golden Glow in the Canyon Half-Light

"In the Cleft of the Rock"

The Lord is my rock, my fortress
and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I
take refuge.
He is my shield and the horn of my salvation,
my stronghold.
I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise,
and I am saved from my enemies.
(Psalm 18:2,3)
One strange thing I've noticed on our trips to Bryce Canyon and Zion is that I feel like I'm a foreigner in my own country. The majority of the park visitors are European. I've even had a chance to practice my German skills (which aren't that spectacular anymore). Where are all the Americans?? Too lazy to get off their sofas and enjoy God's creation? Get outdoors, America!
We left Sunday night after our Narrows hike, and drove back to Vegas - arriving around 9:00. We stopped at Cracker Barrel in St. George for some eats and I asked, "What are your vegetarian options?"... DUMB question. "Do you have any beer?"...DUMB question #2. Again, I'm a stranger in a strange land - an alien in this world : )
What an awesome time we had! It's starting to get cool here in the desert, so I think our winter expeditions will consist of Red Rock Park hiking, here in Vegas. It was great getting away with the church guys and having some "male bonding." No we didn't have to drink beer to have fun; the sweet fellowship of other Christians and the brotherhood we have in Jesus were enough to make this trip one I'll never forget.