A Red Rock Wonderland

We have now spent three nights in the Arches National Park in Moab. This Red Rock Wonderland, as they call it over here in the high desert in Utah truly deserves the name. One feels very small in what millions of years of erosion and other complicated geological things have done to nature and very lucky to be able to see it with one`s own eyes. Surely, millions of others feel that way too, so what we call idiot management on our road trip requires more advanced measures than just fast legs to escape the fellow tourists who are loud, constantly arguing, congesting the park roads and stepping out of trails killing the life in the red sand. So we proceeded to level 2 and set the alarm clocks to 4.30 on both mornings to see the sun rise behind those magnificent stone creatures. This was worth a million. The views were breathtaking and temperatures moderate (those days, a nightly low of something above 20 degrees is a walk in the park). When we left the park after three hours, others were only baking their waffles in one of the numerous motels of Moab and by the time they got to wander on the paths in temperatures close to 40, we were sound asleep in our air-conditioned room again.

One of the two Arches called Windows

Both Windows

First morning`s score: One rabbit

The Delicate Arch, probably the most famous one

This morning`s elegant Landscape Arch

The chubby Pinetree Arch

This morning`s catch was four rabbits and three chipmunks. Here is an especially cute one  doing his morning things in the middle of the empty parking lot.