The red cliffs around Moab, so beautiful, put me in mind of The Grand Canyon, Red Rocks, and the Badlands. Layers and layers of different colors all woven into the rock tapestry and you simply cannot stop looking. We hiked to arches far and near and were awed by each one in turn. We looked down into the Colorado River something like 2,000 feet below the rim of Dead Horse Point and watched the shadows stretch across the high desert as the sun set.
I was fascinated by the petroglyphs, some that were thousands of years old and some that were done by the Ute Tribe in the 1600s. I’ve never seen anything like it. We sat just below a rock wall covered in animals and people, after a good hike in the chill breeze with the warm sun shining down, and marveled. There is no way to see everything in one trip, but we did our best to see as much as we possibly could in three short days.