It has been two years since we sold our home in Cornwall-on-Hudson and took off on the open road. In that time we have been overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of North America and I am embarrassed to tell you how many times the lyrics of America the Beautiful have bounced around in my head. Let me tell you about one of the hidden beauties of our country with the hope that you can visit it one day.
We started our week in Southern Utah, with a rainbow that graced the Vermillion Cliffs. The Colorado River was thundering towards the Grand Canyon fifty miles away.
From the cliffs we drove north to Kanab, a thriving town with a classic red rock landscape has been the background for hundreds of Western movies.
We were lucky to win a permit in a lottery run by the Bureau of Land Management every morning that allowed us to enter the Coyote Butte South, where sweeping lines ran through the mountainsides and created the most fascinating shapes.
On a 9-mile hike we explored a narrow canyon that is part of the longest canyon in the world, Buckskin Gulch. The walls of the canyon had been carved then smoothed by millennia of rushing water. The floor of the canyon was sand, but could be inundated quickly during a rain storm. Around each corner the colors of the rock shifted from purple to yellow or red.
Have a look at the marvels of the canyon in the slideshow below, starting outside the canyon entrance:
Listen as Johnny Cash & Lynn Anderson tear it up.
Where we are today.