Anyway, Day 5 dawned bright and early, because we had scheduled a Canyon Adventure. Our guide, Zach, picked us up promptly at 7 a.m. Yes, we were on vacation.
I will, for the most part, let the pictures speak for themselves.
This is where the canyon opened into the ground.
Yepper. That silhouette is ME.
Later, I was floating in the pool at the lodge when Shawn told me he thought he'd lost his credit card. While I cruised around in an inner-tube, he retraced our steps from the day (we'd gone into the park after our canyon climb), and he actually got the card back because somebody had turned it in to the ranger station.
It makes you feel so good to have a day like that, sort of builds your faith in humanity, or in Utah Mormons, or something. Maybe this is a sign from God to me that I should vote for Mitt Romney.