|Northern Flicker (type of woodpecker -Regal looking!)|
We heard that although it was raining in Cedar City and there would be snow on the mountain, we should have pretty good weather by the time we got to Tropic UT, home of Bryce Canyon. We had only packed shorts and t-shirts with one pair of pants. So pants it was for the trek up the mountainside. The weather started at 47 degrees and varied between 32 and 37 as we climbed to 10,000 feet at the summit which had a sign that said Strawberry Point. I guarantee you nobody was growing strawberries up there. It was surreal to leave rain, go up in the mountains and see snow everywhere, driving in the snow and stopping to catch a photo of a groundhog and the white birch trees. It reminded me of Pennsylvania, not Utah. We saw the biggest Osprey you have ever seen swoop into the lake at the top of the mountain. When he flew over me, his wingspan was as wide as mine almost 60 inches! He was gorgeous.
As if symbolizing the whole biblical experience of being one with God in his majestic painting of Costo Canyon, as soon as we reloaded the ATVs, the clouds covered the sun and it started to rain. God was good to us that day in way of the weather but I still would have praised God if had rained. The smells and scenery we took in were majestic with or without the good weather. God had parted the clouds for us as we went through the Red Canyon as he had parted the water of the Red Sea for Moses. Moses may have had a similar experience but he didn't have the smell of fresh sage and he wasn't riding a Red ATV. In both experiences, our Lord was present and we knew it was special.