Bryce Canyon is a surreal place. Not tecnically a canyon but an amphitheater, with massive sandstone monoliths named hoodos (native American word for monument and they believe this place is where their ancestors look over them). These rock formations are a photographers dream as around every corner there is a brand new image that is breathtakinglt beautiful. It was hard to choose only one photo for the blog!

At an elevation of 8000 feet we descended into the hoodoos to the valley floor befire climbing back out again through a series of switchbacks. It was a 4km walk with stunning views. We passed through natural arches and bridges, saw hoodos that looked like Queen Victoria, people and animals. Petrified wood and the vegetation in the canyon added to its mystique as trees grew from precarious positions, in the narrowest of cracks in these monoliths or on top of them.

Bird life was fascinating, and once again chipmunks entertained us.

It was hard to leave this magical place. At times it was overwheling with its size, beauty, and "out of this world" panaroma. It is easy to see why the native Americans treasured this place. It had a feeling of sacredness about it that was humbling. Loved being here.