Utah 2008: Slot Canyons

Our week-long trip to Utah was eventful and fun-filled. I should say awe-filled; we saw so many wonderful and beautiful things. I feel like there aren’t any adjectives that can adequately describe it, so I’ll let some pictures do the work.

Kit in Bell Canyon
Kit in Bell Canyon

Our first full day in Utah, we took a day hike through Little Wild Horse and Bell Canyons. This was my first time hiking in slot canyons. We made a point of being there when there was no threat of rain; the canyons are so narrow and so steep that there’s no hope of getting out of the way of a flash flood.

Kit and Kelleen in Little Wild Horse Canyon
Kit and Kelleen in Little Wild Horse Canyon
Kurt in Little Wild Horse Canyon (note the drift wood over his head - the water gets that high!)
Kurt in Little Wild Horse Canyon - the drift wood over his head shows just how high the water can get

We did have to deal with a little water, however. You can see how deep the water was from our wet pants. As Kelleen pointed out, the water was cold enough to numb your feet. We all wished later in the afternoon that we had another water hazard to cross. We needed to cool off!

Kit and Kelleen in Little Wild Horse Canyon
Kit and Kelleen in Little Wild Horse Canyon

Both canyons had some interesting rock formations. I think my favorite were the “fairy caves”. These recesses are only inches across and seemed the perfect place for an adaptable fairy to live. Of course, it would also have to be a resourceful fairy, or it would get washed away by the next rain storm.

A pueblo for fairies?
A pueblo for fairies?

While we did a little scrambling in Little Wild Horse Canyon, Bell Canyon turned out to have plenty of “pour offs” – places were the ground dropped suddenly. I’m sure they make pretty little waterfalls when the water is running, but they aren’t all that fun to climb down. We were all glad we hadn’t gone up Bell instead of down – all that climbing would have worn us out.

Kelleen and Kit in Bell Canyon
Kelleen and Kit coming down an easy pour off in Bell Canyon

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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

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