Zion, Dec 24.

Nick took me hiking on Christmas Eve. We went to Zion National Park in the morning. It was very cold. See the icicles hanging off the plants above the trail?
You could see your breath. There were not many people around when we started, but the parking lot at Weeping Rock and Observation Point trailheads soon filled up.
These pictures are not in order. Of course. I'm bloggerly challenged. This(above) is a shot that Nick took after we separated. You see, Nick was bound and determined to hike the Observation Point trail. However, partway up the 4 mile trek to the top, we found that water covered the trail. I decided not to cross it. Nick went ahead and removed shoes and socks, borrowed a walking pole from the fellow hikers who caught up with us at the stream crossing (he tossed it back to the fellow after wading across), and waded across freezing water that was way too fast and deep for MY tastes! I kind of have a bum hip right now and didn't relish the thought of going swimming in such cold weather. But he didn't get wet above the knees and just dressed again and headed on up the trail. Here I am below, watching him depart for the rest of the hike. I headed back to the car to study my Sunday Lesson.
Weeping Rock is usually just a weeping rock, maybe a trickle of a water fall. This was a Pouring, Roaring waterfall. I took a video, too, but will not attempt to insert it in the blog. I think I was pushing my luck to get one video posted from AGW. Sobbing Rock. Pouring Your Heart Out Rock. Not just weeping.
Below. Just one of the pretty scenes of why we love Zion National Park. It's just gorgeous.
Looking down into the river valley.
Nick, after removing shoes, socks, rolling up jeans and wading across the quickly-flowing and VERY cold stream.
This is MY version of an "Artsy" shot. The camera was set on the little wall at a switchback and I took a close-up of the teeny little pebbles that were being washed away from all the recent rain. I thought it looked like a little "Mars"-scape.
I love moss. It's one of my favorite things in nature. Nick's is water. I love water, too, but moss has it both! It's full of water this particular day. The water was all over the place, over the trail, running down stark rock cliffs, trickling down the stream beds and rumbling down the river.
Oh, Zion! Dear Zion! That's Angel's Landing in the fore front with the shadow upon it.
Nick walked 8 miles, I did about 3 to 4. But I don't think I was up to the full Hike. That amount was just fine until my hip is back to normal. (Darn Yoga moves!) ha.