Zion
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Zion was named by the Mormons (meaning a “place of refuge”) Its original name, used by Southern Paiute was Mukuntuweap (meaning straight up). This is probably more appropriate considering all the tourists make Zion far from peaceful. Yet it is still possible to get away from it all. Get up early enough, walk where the tourists do not go (there is a river track between the Narrows and Zion lodge) and you can feel all alone. Our departure from North rim of the Grand canyon was in snow. The road in/out is a bit like a wasteland as a fire in 2006 got out of control and destroyed all the trees for several miles. Next stop Kanab for breakfast in a bakery and the Film museum. Sarah was hoping for a bit part as an extra in a Western – yet to by the boots and Stetson. The food wagon was named the “Chuck Wagon” (Chuck was slang for food as opposed to its use as verb “to chuck up/to vomit”) There are still chuck wagon races and even an association fo...