An Hour in Arches...

Is it possible to grow tired of seeing National Parks?

The politically correct answer would be no. The truth would be yes.

Now I don’t want to seem ungrateful… because I’m not. This has been an incredible blessing for our entire family and we have had an amazing time. But after five weeks of seeing some of the most beautiful sights in the United States, the Leonzo family is beginning to long for the familiarity of the Susquehanna Valley and the comfort of our own beds.

So as we drove through Utah on our way to Colorado (which by the way the drive on Interstate 70 through Utah is absolutely amazing… it is like driving 3 hours through one canyon after the next) we were finding ourselves pretty much National Parked out.

However, simply driving past Arches National Park in Southeast Utah verged on the unthinkable. So before I knew it, I was wheeling the R.V. through the entrance of the park.

Arches is well… how do you say it… made up of stone arches. There are big arches… little arches… fat arches… skinny arches… the only kind of arch that they were missing were golden arches (but hey, give McDonald’s a couple more years and they’ll probably figure out a way to stick a franchise in the visitor’s center).

Although we only stayed an hour, we made the most of our time… crawling on the rocks… taking pictures… and more than anything else, being amazed by the creativity of our Creator.

By Mike