Road Trip, Day Nine

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[Our last day with our hosts in Utah.  Where does the time go?  More Howell family members were arriving on this day, so again we thought it best to get out of the way so Jeanne and Ken could prepare for their guests.  Something about quilting . . . ?]

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[Zion was handy so we decided on another visit there.]

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[Despite a relatively late arrival, we found a parking spot amazingly close to the one we had two days previously.  We decided on a shuttle ride through the park again.]

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[Another beautiful day for a ride in the park.  We got off at the first stop, the Zion Human History Museum (the building above) because we hadn’t the first day and wanted to see the film on the park.  While you can get on and off the shuttle at every stop, everybody usually takes it all the way to end to begin and then get off and on at the other stops on the way back.  So, when we got back on this time, nobody got off so I had to stand all the way to the end.  Something to remember.]

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[This is the end of the line, the shuttle turn around point.  The Super and I would have had the shuttle all to ourselves going back except for the woman sitting on the right and a woman friend.  I over heard them talking, i.e., I eavesdropped, on the way back.  They were serious rock climbers – something totally beyond my comprehension.]

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[Reminder:  This is the most important facility you will find at any park.]

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[We’ve completed our tour.  If you just ride the shuttle up and back, it’s a little less than an hour and a half round trip.]

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[Then just outside the park, we wanted to pay a visit to this place – we missed it on our previous day here.  I recall this from years ago, going by when the gentleman had a little more pride in his first name – back then it was the “Obert C. Tanner” theater, not the totally less interesting “O. C. Tanner” theater.]

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[Unfortunately, “Obert” locked us out!?!]


[This, apparently, is what the place looks like.]

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[So we looked for a nosh in beautiful downtown Springdale, just outside the park, and found this Mexican restaurant with this not too shabby view.]

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[We passed through Virgin on the way home (Virgin Books has so many connotations).]

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[And that pretty much covers everything you ever wanted to know about Zion National Park but were afraid to ask.  I feel like (‘feel’ is the operative word) I’m a real expert having visited here four times now.]

A man who has never made a woman angry is a failure in life.  ~  Christopher Morley

Up next:  Day Ten

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The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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