Just 155 miles from the bright lights and revolving freak shows of Las Vegas lies another place that seems to spring up from the desert out of nowhere. Leaving Las Vegas on HWY 15 at 80 miles-per-hour, passing through empty desert just like the land upon which the big city was built, a sort of time-warp occurs.
After a brief period on Arizona highways, the route continues into Utah through St. George. There, the white spires of the mormon tabernacles begin to appear, peaking out above rooftops and high desert plateaus and by the time one first glimpses Zion’s canyon walls there is no doubt that this is God’s country.
Vegas has its time and place in the lives of most Americans and the millions upon millions of international tourists who visit each year. Las Vegas undoubtedly represents the pleasure-seeking, risk-taking side of American culture in an amplified yet not inaccurate manner. As that place is increasingly associated with the heart of America, though, the beauty of preserved lands like Zion remain the soul of the country.
Over the next few posts, I’ll go into everything you need to know about getting to, staying in, and exploring Zion National Park. Getting your hiking boots ready and buy a bigger camera card!
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