Angel’s Landing Zion NP

Whilst sipping Virgin Redheads in the Heathrow Lounge Bethan and I attempted to snag an Angel’s Landing permit for the first full day in the US….and luckily I won one for pre-9am. The only issue was that we were staying in Las Vegas a 3 hour (and one hour timezone change) away.

We all (including Sarah) got up at 4am and drove up to Zion, parked (minor miracle), hopped on a bus and then hoofed it up the trail to the Saddle where we abandoned Sarah (we banned her from doing the hike as she has no idea where her feet are….and as you will see you need to know this!)