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Day 42 - Bryce Canyon Pt 2

With all afternoon free after my Coyote hike, I decided to drive an hour west to Bryce Canyon. My one day there with Page and Roman last month was too short and I wanted a completed feeling before leaving each place. There was much to Bryce left to complete. 

I hiked down to the hoodoos on the famed Queens Garden Trail with the throngs of people. Bryce is a photographer's dream and the cameras were out a clicking. The national parks are crowded compared to the national monuments, with most visitors being from Europe or Japan.


Back in March when I came here one of the most scenic parts of the popular Navajo Loop trail was closed, so I hiked down there hoping it was open-- but it was still closed due to rockfall danger. The picture with the high trees is the farthest point I could get to-- called Wall Street. 


There was a section of the park that was newly open so I got in my car and drove to the southern sections of the park to look out all the viewpoints as the sun was falling. The view from Fairview Point and the nearby Piracy Point were my favorites. The dusk light gave the hoodoo canyon a painted feeling. One of my favorite landscape shots yet. After the sunset, I drove to a nearby free and beautiful BLM campsite to sleep. 







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