Going back

Unforeseen until last weekend, I'm going back to Zion(s). Something about that place won't even let me stay away for a year. Maybe I should become a mormon. Maybe that's it.

Probably not. So down on the valley floor, you can see the roof of Zion Lodge, where I'll be taking my wilderness first responder recertification. Not too bad of a place for it, I suppose. Maybe Eeyore should join me. All right. Ok.