Utah: Goblin Valley
We spent an afternoon in Goblin Valley, just south of our camp. The sun was shining bright and the rocks were glowing red and orange. We couldn’t have asked for a better day. The formations you see in the photos are called Hoodoos. They came to be from an erosion-resistant layer of rock atop softer, eroded sandstone, leaving unique, mushroom-shaped formations.
Wikipedia states that “the rocks show evidence of being near an ancient sea with the ebb and flow of tides, tidal channels that directed currents back to the sea and coastal sand dunes.” Interesante!
We had a good time climbing around and weaving through the formations. A unique perk about the park was that it allowed visitors to not only stare at the monuments from afar, but invited the sightseers to walk amongst them. We got to experience the textures of the rock and feel the heat of the sun on our hands. We ran through the maze of formations getting all dusty and dirty in return!
Unlike Sylvan, who takes on a fearless sense of climbing, I was somewhat apprehensive when traveling up and down the mounds. Once I was at the top of one, I realized how tough it would be to move on to the next — this was because the route was usually fairly steep or there was a jump that had to be maneuvered to get across. With my lack of good depth perception, I couldn’t even tell if the jump was three feet or ten feet down. If Sylvan was near by, he would usually be my personal, temporary cheerleader. I would just be standing still, looking around with a sort of confused face, my eyes scanning all the different route possibilities. It was probably pretty funny for him to see me contemplating a two foot jump from across the rocks.