Melanie Williams

Follow the Path

The sudden and brazen intensity of the sun pierced through my eyelids and startled me awake. The eight-hour drive from Cora, Wyoming had been rainy and grey, and the unremarkable landscape of flat plains and lonely highways lulled me into a deep sleep. I needed the rest. My partner and I were fresh off a four-day excursion in Wyoming, where we explored the untamed beauty of Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks. Our bodies, tender and sore, ached from traversing miles of rugged terrain, yet our spirits were as high as they’d ever been. Grateful, but hardly satiated, we craved to behold even more striking beauty and experience greater heights of adventure. As we drove through the colorful and carefree town of Springdale, Utah, and into Zion National Park, we could hardly anticipate the abundance of both astonishing beauty and wonder-inspiring excitement that awaited us.