Ever since our first experiment with AirBnB (where we snagged a New York City...
There’s a certain “love the one you’re with” aspect to judging things. Whether books, or movies, or music, or – in this case – national parks, we often give preference to our most recent experience. Still bathed in the glow of something amazing it is difficult to rank older experiences objectively. Was that incredible place we just left really that much better than the incredible place we visited earlier in the year? We can’t sample them back to back in a blind taste test. Which is probably why our annual “Best Of” travel articles are always so hard to put together. It’s also why this particular post is expressed in the form of a question.
Months on the road: 31
Miles traveled: 46,197
Words written: 147,211
Photos posted: 1,046
Destinations visited: 185
National parks or monuments explored: 62
State capitol buildings toured: 15
People who started talking to us because they thought we were Texans: 42
People who lost interest upon learning we are really New Yorkers: 40
Sharks snorkeled with: 7
Countries visited: 4
Days spent scooping rabbit turds: 1
Museums frequented: 32
Plays seen: 5
Caves spelunked: 3
Planes jumped from: 1
People flipped off: 3
People who deserved it: 176
Campfires lit: 0
This last one is something that fascinates me. In the roughly 880 nights we’ve spent in campgrounds we never once lit a campfire. Moreover, we never felt the urge to light one. And yet almost everywhere we go someone nearby feels compelled to set something ablaze. I don’t quite understand it.
From Cedar City we made our way to Capitol Reef National Park in south-central Utah. The park includes an eight-mile paved scenic drive that passes amazing formations, like “The Castle”:
But to really experience Capitol Reef’s awesomeness, you need to leave the asphalt and explore its hundreds of miles of lesser-developed roads.
A photographer walks through the towering columns in the “Wall Street” section of Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah.