Just Chillin in Uruguay

We were told that Uruguay was a very chill country, and we found ourselves slowing down and 'chilling' more than we had in Buenos Aires. We stayed in the old city of Montevideo, which was much smaller, with a beautiful Rambla (boulevard) along the water. In the mornings, we would head out for a walk along the Rambla, where we would see people walking, running, biking and roller-skating. There were many fishermen along the route, each with extremely long fishing poles. We noticed that one had caught a catfish. People enjoy exercise here, and everyone appears trim and rather fit. Perhaps that is the yerba mate! I think there are even more people drinking yerba mate here than in Argentina. In the evenings, people sat along the Rambla, read books, socialized, fished and of course, drank mate. There are a few exercise parks, a soccer pitch and a roller skate surface. We were surprised not to see any vendors along the route; however, we did notice in the evenings that food trucks appeared selling sweet treats like churros and tortas fritas (fried cakes). Unlike in Buenos Aires, the restaurants close earlier here, so we found ourselves having an early dinner.

The Rambla

We lucked out and were here for the opening night Carnaval parade, which was absolutely spectacular to see. We had opted to avoid Rio during Carnaval as we were a little concerned about the crowds and our safety, so it was a real treat to experience a lower-risk Carnaval event. The colours were beautiful, and the dancers and musicians were so talented. Unlike our parades at home, the parade lasted for hours (7:30 - 1:00), and we did not stay and watch the whole thing. The Carnaval in Uruguay is the longest in the world, lasting 40 days. Along with parades, there is a competition featuring acts performing on tablados in various venues around the city.

 

Carnaval Opening Night Parade

The weather here is gorgeous, and we spent lots of time on our little balcony enjoying our breakfast while Mark worked away on booking and researching our future stays. He thinks we have everything booked as far as accommodation and travel now, but that doesn't stop him from researching everything he can about the places we will visit. We ventured down the Rambla to Pocitos Beach, where we both got a little too much sun. There was a beautiful breeze along the water, and it was deceiving just how strong the sun was.

Our balcony overlooked the Rambla and the beautiful architecture in the Old Town.

Pocitos Beach

As we toured around the Old Town (Ciudad Vieja), we couldn't help but notice the beautiful architecture and details that make Montevideo so special. We truly enjoyed our stay here and are off to Rio, Brazil, next, where it will definitely NOT be chill. We will have to be on alert at all times! Bora! (let's go!)

Food on the Run

 I know you have all been waiting to hear if we went to Don Julio's, the Michelin Star restaurant. Well, we didn't. According to Mark, we are on a Michelin Star trip, so we haven't gone... yet. I'm still holding out, as we are heading back to Buenos Aires to meet Sharon and Mark in a few weeks, I know that I can convince them to go. Perhaps all three of us will be able to persuade him then 😉. Regardless, we still enjoyed some unique foods and amazing meals while we were here! 

I mentioned that our first meal was empenadas. You can find empanadas everywhere here. They are usually around a $1.00 each and make for a quick and filling meal on the go. There are little shops that sell pizza along with the empanadas. We became friends with the owner of the shop near us and tried out their pizza. It had a thin crust and four different kinds of cheese (mozzarella, provolone, fontina, and roquefort - similar to blue cheese) We requested it with onions as that is the popular topping. It was very tasty.

My favourite was bandiolla (sweet BBQ pork) and Mark's was picante carne (spicy beef)

Mark's favourite meal on the go was sanguche de miga. They are little sandwiches made with very thin layers of white bread without crusts. There are all different kinds of fillings, but Mark's favourite was aceitunas de verde y queso - green olives and cheese. I stuck to more traditional flavours like salami and cheese, although I did try ham and pineapple, which was lovely. The kids at school would love these little sandwiches, as would Papa, Mark's Dad!

In Argentina, they usually eat 4 meals a day. Breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner. Dinner is usually enjoyed late in the evening, with many restaurants not opening until 8:00 in the evening. I usually ate fruit, and Mark ate granola and yogurt in the mornings. Café con leche y medialunas was another popular breakfast consisting of coffee or tea and small sweet croissants. There are cafes everywhere with tables and chairs on the sidewalk similar to the cafes in Europe. Lunch was usually sanguche de miga or empanadas. We often skipped tea as we would usually eat lunch later in the day. Grilled meat known as asado is very popular in Argentina, and it is relatively inexpensive. There are fresh butchers everywhere. 

We bought a little snack in the park that was sweet puffed corn, but different than popcorn. It reminded us of puffed wheat. These are the medialunas we got from our friend at the empanada shop. He said they were the best!

We met Laura and Jim in a restaurant not too far from Palermo. She taught us that many restaurants have a meal of the day, which is usually the best value for your money. She helped us choose and order and we tried two popular dishes. I had milanesa, a staple in Argentina, consisting of a breaded chicken cutlet topped with ham, cheese and tomato, served with fries. Mark had roast beef that was exceptionally tender, served with gravy and mashed potatoes. The meat is not aged as long here and has a lovely flavour. Laura and Jim took us to a restaurant called Melo in Racoleta, where we enjoyed beef tenderloin known as lumo with pepper sauce. We also tried tostadas with them, another popular food in Argentina. The only traditional Argentine meal that we missed was the chorizo sandwich called choripan. We will have to try that when we return.

yummy

For dessert, alfajores is very popular. They are little cookies filled with dulce de leche and somtimes dipped in chocolate. The fancy ones are found in bakeries, but there are packaged ones in the grocery stores too. We did some shopping in the grocery stores, as we always enjoy looking at all the different kinds of items in the countries we visit. Another very popular item here is dulce de leche, and of course,  I picked some of that up! We were surprised to see that a can of Campbell's chicken soup was $10.90 here! We purchased our fruit at the local fruit stands and water and other drinks in kioskos which were easy to find. 

These are some of the fancy alfajores!

Of course the ducle de leche was enjoyed with fruit for breakfast by me and by the spoonful by Mark! The milk and yogurt came in little bags, but we didn't have a container to store it in. We decanted the milk and took our chances that the yogurt would stay upright. We are not sure we actually bought yogurt as it was very runny. Perhaps we bought a yogurt drink??? 😝

We are heading to Uruguay now and have been told that everything is much more expensive there. Some friends we met from Toronto, originally from Colombia, told us that a bottle of wine that costs $5.00 in Argentina would cost $15.00 in Uruguay... good thing I don't drink wine! I wonder what restaurants will be recommended to us there. If Mark wouldn't go for the Michelin Star in Argentina, he surely won't in Uraguay. I can only imagine what I'll be eating there!

Walk Until You Drop

The title of this blog is very much the theme of our stay in Buenos Aires, and will probably continue for the next couple of months! We have been here for almost a week and will head out for Uruguay very early tomorrow morning. We love to walk, and to see everything we wanted to see, we have exceeded 25,000 steps most days. Mark made me change that number down from 30,000, he says that I exaggerate. But I have little legs, and although his watch says 25,000 steps, mine is FAR more!! Regardless of how many stepss we have recorded, we have visited some beautiful locations and taken in some stunning architecture. Walking also allows us to pop into the local shops and see where and what the locals are eating.  I'll tell you about the food in another post, but first I want to show you some of the sites we have visited and share our impressions of Buenos Aires. 

Although we were warned not to wear too much flashy jewelry and to keep an eye on our wallets and cell phones, we have felt quite safe and secure here. The people are lovely, they hold doors, try to converse with us despite the language barrier, and children give up their seats on the bus for their elders. We have noticed many parks and green spaces, all of which have entertainment for the children, like climbing structures, water pads, and even merry-go-rounds.  It appears that everyone has a dog here, and we have seen many dog walkers and pet stores! It is summer here, and the children are out of school on holiday, so we have seen many families out and about. There are also quite a few tourists here, although we do not hear English spoken all that frequently. 

There are all sorts of fun things in the parklands, and the dogwalkers pictured above had 7 different dogs with them. Six were on leashes, and one just walked along with them free. 

We have spent time walking through many of the communities within Buenos Aires: Belgrano, Recoleta, Puerto Madero, Plaza De Mayo, San Nicolas, La Boca, San Telmo, and Palermo. Our little apartment is in Palermo, and our new friends Laura and Jim live in Recoleta. Laura gave us many suggestions of things to see and places to visit in the neighbourhoods we visited, and she took us on a tour of her neighbourhood. We walked to all of these locations except La Boca! Laura said it wasn't safe for us to walk to La Boca, so we took the #152 bus, which allowed us to see some other areas of Buenos Aires.

Belgrano

Racoleta with Laura: Floralis Generica (a moving flower sculpture), Evita sculpture and Palacio Errazuri Alvear.

The faculty of law, Racoleta cemetery, and El Ateneo Grand Splendid.

Puerto Madero and the Bosque Museo Fragata ARA Presidente Sarmiento

Plaza de Mayo: Casa Rosada, the house of the president and famous for Evita's balcony. (I am very impressed with Mark taking this photo in the top right 😜)

The Obelisk in Plaza De La Republica

Teatro Colon in San Nicolas

La Boca and the home of the La Boca Juniors soccer team, one of my favourite places!

The Grade 2 students created a La Boca village several years ago using cardboard. I think I will have to do that again now that I have actually been here! It is such a fun and colourful place to visit.

San Telmo market, one of the biggest markets we have been to outside of Thailand, with so many local artisans. If I didn't have to carry everything and make the weight restrictions for a million flights, I could have done some serious damage here!

The cobblestone streets, eco park and people enjoying yerba mate in Palermo

I think you would agree that walking until we dropped has allowed us to see some spectacular sites this week. I won't lie, we have blisters, our bodies ache, and we have literally dropped into bed most nights. Since we have to catch the Boquebus (ferry) very early tomorrow morning, we only walked 10,000 steps today. We have to get packed, and I wanted to try to update the blog and Google map. Stay tuned for a culinary installment soon!

Yerba Mate in BA

 After two delayed flights, we landed in Buenos Aires, tired, hot and overdressed. The first things on the agenda were to get a sim card for the phone and to exchange some money. Some of the best things about travelling is learning about the different cultures, trying new foods and seeing sites that are different from home. Initially, I didn't think we were going to get much of that here. There was Starbucks, KFC, McDonald's, Bath and Body Works, Nike, and so many more stores and franchises we have at home. The only difference was that everything was a little more expensive. We asked our Airbnb host for some good restaurant recommendations, and he sent us information about Don Julio's, a Michelin-starred restaurant. He was not the only one who recommended this restaurant; even our Uber driver recommended it. They are very proud of this accomplishment here in Argentina, but it wasn't what Mark and I had in mind for our first meal in Buenos Aires. Instead, we paid $6.00 and enjoyed seven different kinds of empanadas in our little apartment. We were going to have to dig a little deeper to get the Argentinian cultural experience we were looking for.

We did some research and found a mate experience that we booked through Airbnb Experiences, and it was well worth the money and so much fun. Yerba mate is a drink that I would describe as similar to green tea, with lots of history, specific materials used to drink it, ways it is prepared, and shared. We headed out to La Martina, a polo shop closer to town, for our experience. The Polo shop itself was very interesting and full of history. It was the original location of the franchise and now has shops all over the world. The La Martina brand is the official supplier to the royal family. We learned that Yerba Mate and Polo have a strong connection through their gaucho origins. Yerba mate is a caffeneited beverage known for giving a slow boost of energy and satiating hunger.  This was definitely going to be the answer to my prayers; if only it tasted like Coca-Cola, I would be set! Yerba mate has a history of being enjoyed only by the rich at times, by the poor at times, and is now enjoyed by all. It is Argentina's national drink and a symbol of hospitality, freindship and trust. It is drunk from a cup called a mate through a metal straw with a filter on the end called a bambilla. The mates were originally hollowed out gourds, but now you can find wooden, glass, metal ones and even plastic ones for children. Yerba is made from the dried leaves and stems of a plant that looks like holly. The cebador is the person who prepares the mate. They heat the water to a specific temperature that is not quite a boil; the kettles here have mate settings on them.  The yerba is added to the cup and shaken on the side to form a mountain shape. The water is added to the base of the mountain in the mate, and the server is careful not get the top of the mountain of yerba wet. It is then passed to the consumer, who will drink it all and return to the server. The bambilla makes a slurping sound when empty, and if Mark didn't already have an excuse to slurp, he had one now! I secretly prayed that he wouldn't like it, so I wouldn't have to listen to him slurping at all hours throughout the day! It turns out that I was the one who actually liked it, so slurp away!! The cups are rather small, and only take a couple of sips to finish the warm beverage. This process repeats and continues in a circle, with everyone drinking and slurping from the same cup and straw. Don't worry, friends, we had our own mate and bambillas for our experience. When walking around Buenos Aires, you will see many people enjoying yerba mate in the parks, but you can not order it in a restaurant or cafe, which we thought was very strange. It is not an easy drink to enjoy on the go, but so many people do. Some carry their materials in a leather case, while others just carry their mates and a thermos around under their arm. We bought some yerba to bring home and are now on the hunt for our mates and bambillas.

The kettle, mate and bambilla in our little apartment.

Even Staley is in on the yerba mate experience; this set cost about $50

On our way home from our mate experience, we met Laura and Jim, who helped us to enjoy the traditional Argentinian meals we were looking for and some amazing sites around Buenos Aires. They were both so welcoming, and Laura quickly became our go-to expert for our time in Buenos Aires. Stay tuned for our next adventures!

Home Sweet Home!

I started writing this blog on our way home and it has taken me this long to finish it up and get it posted. Once we made it home, we just got busy with life. People often say they are busier in retirement than when they were working, and since I'm practicing being retired with Mark this year, I'm sticking to that story!

Mark is like a horse heading for the barn when he decides that it is time to head home. The last three days of our trip consisted of all driving, with stops for meals, gas and washroom breaks. I did convince him to stop at the giant Van Gogh painting in Goodland, Kansas and the arch in St. Louis so I could get some pictures of this leg of our trip. Otherwise, I was going to be left with pictures of the highway and the never-ending roadkill, which usually consisted of deer. We had seen so many deer in the last couple of days of our trip, both dead and alive, and Mark was dealing with a little PTSD from the last deer. He really didn’t want to hit another.

I have been collecting fridge magnets all along our trip. It is something that I started a long time ago when travelling and I have got quite a collection. As we were making quick progress home, I had to keep on my toes to ensure I bought a magnet from each state. I had Utah and Colorado, next I would need Kansas, then Missouri. We popped into a travel centre for me to grab my Kansas magnet, but we noticed that all they had were Missouri magnets. I asked Mark, “Why do they not have Kansas magnets?” His response was, “I guess we are not in Kansas anymore.” Okay, Dorothy… what do you mean we are not in Kansas anymore? I didn’t get my Kansas magnet! Clearly, Kansas City, Missouri, and Kansas City, Kansas are not the same thing! So I picked up my Missouri magnet, and we headed out. I would like you all to know that there is a magnet missing from our travels. We are definitely not in Kansas anymore, and I am short a magnet! So friends… should you find yourself passing through Kansas, could you pick me up a fridge magnet, please?

My magnet collection is currently in a bin, as I'm waiting for Mark to find time to build a display for them. However, he is swamped being retired at the moment.

Once we arrived home after a quick stop at Trader Joe's to pick up the American essentials, it took us a couple of days to unload everything from the trailer, winterize it, and do the never-ending loads of laundry. It was a busy time getting back into the swing of being home. We had people we needed to connect with, I popped into the school to help out for a couple of half days, we hosted Christmas with my mom before they headed to Mexico, which gave me a good excuse to get the Christmas decorations up. Finishing up our travel blog had taken a back seat. I started to really buckle down and get ready for Christmas, and Mark was busy booking things for the next leg of our travels in South America. The next two months being home were going to fly by, I was sure!

Boondocking Baby!

I’ve spoken about some of the Harvest Host places we have stayed during our travels. It is such a great organization, and we have been so grateful to the hosts who have welcomed us onto their properties with such warmth and kindness. On the Harvest Host site, there are also boondocking places to stay, which is just camping on somebody’s land, driveway, or field without any fees. Don’t get me wrong, we are not beyond parking in a Walmart parking lot, which we did at the beginning of our travels, but there are far better options for sure. Outside of this website, there are public lands that offer dispersed camping, particularly in Utah. They are often equipped with a fire pit, but no services at all. You are required to bring in and pack out all your stuff, including garbage, and you must have toilet facilities available on board. 

Many of the dispersed camping sites are accessed via roads that are not maintained, so you have to be careful where you are pulling off. We are not strangers to rough roads; we made it up the Dempster for crying out loud, but these roads were nothing in comparison. Sure, the sites were free, but with no maintenance, you can just imagine what the 4x4 trucks have done to ‘these roads’ over time. We wondered what damage we would do to our trailer this time. The curtain rods fell, the salsa jar fell over in the fridge, and, lucky for me, the lid jiggled off. The peanut butter also turned over earlier in the trip and drained all into the bottom of the cupboard. Most days I would remember to take the toilet paper and paper towel off their holders, but on the days that I forgot, and of course I did more than once, the whole roll would be in a lovely pile on the floor. We coined the phrase ‘wheels up’ when we are ready to roll. Not sure why we came up with that, but honestly, I feel like our trailer has been airborne more than we would like! When you decide to stay at these options, not only do you have to look after your own toileting needs, but if you want a shower, you usually have to provide that too. We hadn’t needed to shower in our trailer yet, but we figured it was time to try it. Especially with all of the hiking and climbing we had been doing!

The trucks on the bottom are certainly equipped for dispersed camping!

To be honest, I was a little skeptical about showering in the trailer, but I didn’t like the thought of a “Pampers baby wipe-down”, … again. We have been lucky, as most of the parks we have stayed at have had shower facilities, and even some of the Harvest Hosts. But... when you are boondocking… no such luck. Showering in the trailer would require some preparation. Our extra toilet paper and paper towel was stored in there along with the broom and Swiffer. We also had the laundry net fastened to the wall. Not to mention that it was tiny. You all know how little Mark is! I also had visions of the water being cold, and it not draining properly and backing up like the Poop Cruise on Netflix! Clearly, I don’t have enough things to worry about on my year off travelling, so these are the things I think about. I am happy to report that I was pleasantly surprised with my trailer showering experience! The water pressure was great, it drained no problem, and the toilet seat served as a great step, allowing me to even shave my legs. So bougie!! It was actually very satisfying!! Even Mark didn’t find it that challenging to freshen up. 

Notice how Mark fits and everything that has to come out.

As we have been travelling, we notice all of the other vacation accommodations and consider ourselves quite comfortable and fortunate. In Utah, there are loads of people who sleep in their cars or the beds of their trucks. One night, a pickup was beside us, and the fellow was in his sleeping bag in the open truck bed under the stars. Brrrrr. We didn’t feel all that bad for him, as on this particular night, he and about 7 other vehicles joined him for a lovely campfire, right beside us! Now you have to realize there are acres of property to boondock on, and it is not busy at all. Yet this group decides to park right beside us. Well, we popped in our earplugs and slept like babies, but I am sure the water pump coming on and off with our morning showers was far more difficult for them to sleep through. Mark was tempted to pull out his bagpipes and play Dawning of the Day, but he thought better of it. 

These were the cars left in the morning with the kids still sleeping in them.
The guy in the truck was the first to leave, bright and early.

We booked a stay at a bison farm in Colorado. About six minutes before our arrival, we noticed a sign along the road that says “Corrections facility, do not pick up hitchhikers”. Oh boy, we would be locking up the trailer tight tonight! I am sure this doesn’t surprise any of you, as I usually have some sort of story to share about the adventures Mark gets me into. I can’t even blame him for being frugal, as I have got the point that unless they are giving me the moon, I really don’t want to pay for a campsite. As we pulled in, questioning our decisions, we were rewarded with the most spectacular Northern Lights display. It turned out that the local Sheriff lived on the 20 thousand acre prairie bison ranch, so we didn’t have anything to worry about. We picked up some bison steaks to grill, had a visit with a 6-month-old, 500 hundred pound baby bison and headed to Kansas. Luckily, we didn’t have any interactions with Juggernaught, a bison taller than Mark, weighing in at almost 3000 pounds. We have no idea where we are staying next, but if history is any indication, I am sure it will also come with a great story for you. 

An indication of the dust we had to endure to camp in this location beside the pond!

At a baseball park outside of St. Louis, Missouri. We even saw a couple of home run balls in the field!

Natural Wonders

There is so much natural beauty in the world, words do not do it justice! We took a drive around Lake Tahoe. The lake was beautiful, and we stopped off in some little towns and poked around. Mark wanted to watch a football game, so I wandered around the shops. I could see why this was such a popular vacation destination for the rich and famous. The lake is kind of like an oasis in the middle of the desert. We had been commenting on how funny it was to see boats in Reno and Nevada, but when you see Lake Tahoe, you know where all of them were heading. In the summer months, they could enjoy the lake, and in the winter, they ski or gamble.

I had been lazing around long enough and didn’t want to put off hiking and seeing the sights any longer, so we headed to Valley of Fire State Park in Nevada, north of Vegas. It was quite desert-like with sandy trails and huge sandstone formations. It was super hot! When we returned from our hike to the truck, the temperature said 107 degrees! The hike pushed me, and we had to stop regularly for water breaks, but I was grateful I was feeling up to getting back out there. The rock formations were beautiful, and Mark loved the sea of colours and swirls in the rock and the slot canyons. 

I didn’t know what to expect when we arrived in Utah, but what we saw was certainly not it. There is such a vast difference from the south to the north. To be honest, my only experience with Utah was what I had seen on The Secret Lives of Mormon Wives. Mark had the big five National Parks on his list of must-sees, and I, of course, was just along for the ride, but I did want to try a dirty soda at Swig! 

After the Valley of Fire, Mark had an agenda. Unlike previous days, he wanted to get an early start. According to a fellow on the shuttle, Zion was the second most visited National Park in the world. So, we got up super early to make the drive to arrive at the shuttle for 7:30 to guarantee a spot in the parking lot. Now I know that timing for most of you in the working world is not early at all, but we have been decidedly relaxed with our starts this fall. The morning started out crisp, needing lots of layers and my buff, but it warmed up very quickly. We were a little concerned when we saw loads of people outfitted in waterproof hiking boots and overall like hip waiters. Were we ready for this? Midway through our first hike, we were down to our base layers and wondering what the people in the waterproof suits were doing. We were smoking hot! We did many different hikes and saw everything from weeping rocks, sheer rock faces, canyons, rivers, emerald pools and views that stretched on for miles. I drew the line at holding onto a chain to scramble across a sheer wall with hundreds of feet of drops to hike Angel’s Landing. I’m afraid I would have been an angel if we had registered for that one. Towards the end of the day, we realized where the waterproof-suited up people were heading. It was called the Narrows, and you had to hike upstream in the bottom of the canyon. We hiked to the entrance point and got a picture with our angel instead. 

Since Trump had shut down the government, there were not many rangers or park staff. Only volunteers, the gift store staff and the shuttle drivers were working. They were not even collecting entrance fees, which I think is just silly! I am sure having someone stationed to collect the fees would be worth their while; however, it has saved us lots of money. We have visited six National Parks so far. 

I was finally feeling better from my cold/flu, and Mark was fighting it. Luckily, he only got a 48-hour version of a cough and sniffles. From the little town called Hurricane (why it is called that in the middle of the desert, who knows), we headed into St. George for ramen, and I wanted to try a dirty soda from Swig. Turned out we visited the original Swig location just by chance. When the founder franchised, she made an agreement that she would keep the original location. I had a hard time deciding what to try, and the server suggested I try a couple of different kiddie-sized drinks. I tried three, and they reminded me of a root beer float. The most popular is the Texas Tab, and that was Mark's and my favourite too. We also tried the Vanilla Vixen and the Dr. De Leche. 

As we moved further north, the next stop was Bryce Canyon. Another day of hiking in a very different setting. The rock formations were incredible, and the views spectacular. Words don’t really do it justice, so here are a few of our favourite photos. We took a million! Boondocking outside of Bryce was amazing, but I’ll tell you all about that later. 

We drove along Highway 12, also known as the ‘All American Road’, which is definitely not McDonald's, Starbucks and Super 8 motels. Mesas, sand doons, switchbacks, and a hair-raising drive along the hog’s back with thousand-foot drops in either direction kept Mark in the middle of the two lanes. We boondocked outside of Capital Reef National Park and stopped at some stunning vistas and strange petroglyph formations carved into the sides of the rock faces thousands of years ago. Every turn kept Mark in awe with the alien-like landscapes. If any of these features were in Ontario, they would be swarmed with spectators, but we often felt like we were the only ones there.  

Lastly, we spent a day hiking in Moab. Moab is a town that caters to tourists and adventure seekers, that is for sure. We saw everything from ski diving, rock climbing, ATV and Jeep excursions to rafting the Colorado and hiking. The Arches was another incredible park, known for the many different red rock arch formations. This was another big day of hiking with lots of breathtaking views. Mark and I felt like we were in a different world; it was really spectacular. Mark thought that the park could be a backdrop for The Lord of the Rings or Doon. 

It truly is incredible what nature creates, and we are so grateful to have been able to experience such beautiful sights on our travels. We met lots of people who had flown into Vegas and rented vehicles to visit the parks, something I would highly recommend if hiking is your thing. We will start to make our way back home now, heading across Colorado and Kansas next.