Monday, May 4, 2015

Good Bye Zion, Hello Kanab

We had spent seven wonderful days in Zion National Park so it was time to move on this morning.  As usual I was up early and got in trouble for waking the dear wife before a reasonable hour.  We were on the road before 9:00am after doing all the moving day chores.

We traveled East through the width of the park.  The highway is full of switchbacks and great views.  We didn't hook-up the Honda behind the motorhome this morning, the road was going to be easier without a small train chugging up the mountains.

Up the road we go.
In order to get a large motorhome through Zion Park you have to purchase a special permit.  The $15.00 pass allows us to drive through a 1.1 mile tunnel using up both lanes.  I would not want to drive through a tunnel built in 1930 and stay in my own lane.  With our height I'm not sure we would get through in one piece.

The Rangers stop traffic and allow only one direction at a time.  Here we are waiting our turn.

That's Terri three cars ahead as we waited our turn at the tunnel.
She didn't want to follow me and watch me driving over the edge.
Well, we made it just fine.  No tragic tunnel incidents to report.  I kept the motorhome right side up.

We are spending a couple days in Kanab, Utah at a commercial RV park.  It has been 12 days without hook-ups as we boondocked our way through Northern Arizona and Southern Utah.  It's time for a little luxury and comfort for a few days.

Our total camp ground costs for those 12 days was $73.00.  Not bad for the amazing places we have camped.  Grand Canyon was free for 2 days.  Lake Powell was $17.00 for 3 days.  Zion National Park was $8.00 per day for 7 days with our senior pass.

Still under a red mountain here in Kanab.
My task today is to find a back country excursion and hike for tomorrow.  It's also time to stock up on groceries in the big town.

Life is good.... in the big town of Kanab.

1 comment:

  1. When we drove through Zion, we were escorted through a very long tunnel. I remember the it had openings on one side that let light into a very dark tunnel. And I remember all the drivers and bicyclists (who were put into trucks) whooped and hollered as we went through. Did you toot the horn??

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