If Capitol Reef was soft and serene, Bryce Canyon National Park felt like we had stepped straight into a fairytale.
From the moment we arrived at Sunrise Point, it was clear we were somewhere otherworldly. The hoodoos, those whimsical rock spires Bryce is famous for, stretched before us like the remnants of a forgotten kingdom. Some were thin and tall, others short and stumpy, and each seemed to have a personality of its own. It didn’t take long for us to start imagining that this canyon was ruled by fairies, goblins, and ancient stone spirits.
We began our adventure hiking down into the canyon via the Queen’s Garden Trail, one of the most magical hikes we’ve ever done. As we descended, we felt like we were shrinking, entering a secret realm far below the rim. The orange sandstone softly changed shades with every step, shifting from bright orange to soft coral to blush red. It was extra beautiful with the fresh dusting of snow covering the crevices between the hoodoos. It was easy to imagine that we walking into a fairy queen’s court.
Along the way, we spotted the regal rock formation known as The Queen, watching over her garden. We stared and stared looking for the queen, but we just couldn’t see her. After a couple of minutes of searching, she emerged like an optical illusion. There she stood, so regal, overlooking her court. As we continued on the Rim Trail, we were transported into forest, with the hoodoos as a backdrop. Finally at the end of the Rim Trail, we spotted Thor’s Hammer, standing tall like a mighty protector. We eventually ended the trail, exhausted from the long windy path up, at Sunset Point. It’s hard to describe how surreal the landscape looked, as if someone had painted it by hand. Even the wind felt enchanted, carrying the distant rustle of stories told by the hoodoos.
After a quick snack, we drove to Inspiration Point and Bryce Point, where we gazed out over the canyon from above. The sweeping views made us feel small in the best way, like part of a much larger story.
Before leaving, we made our way to the visitor center where the boys earned their Junior Ranger badges. It was a proud moment, especially when Evey went a step further and adopted a prairie dog through the park program. He named him Perry, and proudly carried his new plush prairie dog around the rest of the trip, our tiny, furry reminder of the magical day we spent in Bryce.
Bryce Canyon may be one of the smaller parks in the Mighty Five, but it cast one of the biggest spells on us. In just one day, we found ourselves enchanted by its beauty, its mystery, and the feeling that anything, dragons, fairies, even talking rocks, might be possible here. We said goodbye to the magical land and then set our sights on our last park, Zion…
Until next time,
