National Parks Part 1: Moab Utah Winter

Since I was a little kid I have been a huge fan of John Muir. One of the first autobiographies I ever read was Muir. One of my all time favorite quotes is, “The Mountains are calling and I must go” John Muir. (It’s on my coffee mug)


The first job I ever had was working for an environmental non-profit PIRG, that was partnered with the Sierra Club. (Basically Sierra Club had the name recognition and PIRG had the legislative focus; ideal partnership. We changed laws, didn’t throw paint on fur wearers) It was one of the best jobs I have ever had. I was the nerd that would read the annual EPA reports just so I could have enough information as possible when talking with constituents.

OK I share this, because my knowledge of our environment is ever growing. I hope everyone’s is. No matter how much you may or may not already know. Moab, Utah. First time in Moab and I went in the Winter for not only a get away, but for a different look at the red rock formations and valleys. Arches National Park.


The terrain is this smooth rock, but covered with snow and crunchy snow/ice. Thank God for Yak Tracks. It made getting around much easier. What I was surprised about was all the people that were there. People would pull up to these parks, get out of their cars, run out and get as far down the trail as they could in tennis shoes, even dress shoes, lighter coats, but some had Winter coats. It was December. Not all people planned for weather and being active outside, but EVERYONE was excited. It made me think about recess. When kids hit the ground running to get outside and spaz out for about an hour. Arches was recess, even in the dead of Winter.


Photographer beggers can’t be choosy when asking for a pic on a trail…

The trails wound back and the rock formations were stunning. Red rock, white snow, and cool blue skies.


There was so much to see in Moab. The description vast landscape doesn’t begin to descibe the visual sight.


I couldn’t help but think about Muir. His drive and determination to save our land. If it weren’t for people like Muir, who knows what would have become of this landscape.


Part of my wanting to travel and see more of the world includes spending time at our National Parks. When the park systems were shut down it was a heartbreaking uncertainty. After going to Moab, I started looking at information on the total number of acres, it’s in the millions in Utah alone. MILLIONS. We are incredibly fortunate in the United States. We have some of the most amazing nature preserves. So much land, so little time!