Patience isn’t a virtue I’m known for, and I was reminded of this fact at Zion National Park (Utah) in April.

Zion is just one of the spectacular National Parks in Utah, proving that the Mormons did know a thing or two about buying real estate. (Let’s forget about their other, um, unusual practices for the moment.)

The park has grandeur and lush landscapes and waterfalls and a river. I was super excited to be there, ready to hike and photograph the gorgeous trails and valley. Sam and I waited in line at 8 a.m. to get a spot in the campground, and just as I was finishing setting us up it started to rain.

Which was fine. Rain, schmain! We don’t need no stinking badges! (Or something.) Sam and I took a long walk anyway, got back to the campsite and shook off the water, took a nap, and waited for it clear up so I could take the camera out for a late afternoon hike.

As often happens, Mother Nature had other plans, and it turns out my soggy patience has about a four-day limit. But! I did manage to get one hike in, up to the waterfalls. I had really wanted to do the two hikes that Zion is most famous for, the skinny, winding climb to Angel’s Landing, which even has chain railings for assistance, and the sheer-walled slot canyons of The Narrows. But on this trip they weren’t meant to be.

I had to skip Angel’s Landing because of rain (slipping and falling off trail to the valley floor would have put a damper on things), and The Narrows because of flash flood warnings (ditto on the accidental drowning, which happens pretty regularly at Zion).

But really, it was fine. With a landscape like this, who cares? It just gives me two reasons to go back some day.

Zion Valley, Utah

Blue sky! This lasted approximately a minute.

Zion Valley, Utah

Looking up valley.

Zion Sunrise

On the morning walk along the river with Sam, it looked like the mountains were smoking. (This was usually the tease – some blue sky that would get filled in with rain clouds once we got back to camp.)

Zion Valley, Utah

I don’t love the white sky, but the sour river appealed to me.

Zion Falls, Utah

The Upper Falls.

Zion Falls, Utah

This image is a bit busy, but there was something about that curving tree trunk that I loved.

Zion Falls, Utah

And that cappuccino water!

Virgin River, Utah

I’ll end with one of the other rainless moments, by the Virgin River that runs by the campground. Not a bad place to wait out a storm.

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