What It's Like to Go Camping in National Parks
Two years later, we took a Jucy—a mini RV with stoves, a fridge, and beds—through Zion, Arches, and the canyons Bryce and Grand. It was like Mars: red rocks everywhere. The night sky was filled with meteors. Every day we’d go to a ranger and say, “Tell us what to do.” At Zion, we hiked the Narrows, rust-colored rock walls rising up on either side of a river. I learned how to just be with Bob; often we didn’t talk, just experienced things.
Lately, we’ve been getting the itch again. Our son is nearly 2—we wonder, what’s it like to camp with a toddler? I don’t want to leave a park unvisited. Nowhere else could I feel so awed and dwarfed and alive.
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