The Narrows, Utah
Utah's very first National Park is one of the most magical places on the west coast.
Being present in this park is like that of being in an undiscovered world. With the fiery canyon walls oozing tears of iron and at times water, it all seems surreal.
I intentionally plan a morning hike through The Narrows getting off the last tram stop named the Temple of Sinawava. The Virgin River is reached a mile into the hike where the paved trail ends. Once I face the gentle current of the river, I take mindful steps. This precaution is key when hiking The Narrows due to the unstable and slippery rocks that are a few centimeters to a couple feet below the surface. Dry patches of dense sediment briefly pacify the risk of getting injured or losing balance. Regardless of the slight struggle, I always hike a mile to three miles in the gorge completely distracted of any risk. The purity of the natural beauty overshadows the minimal effort it takes to walk through the river and the constant battle to find balance on the rocks.
The warm colored walls of the canyons tower over hikers. There are also occasional sprouts of lively green trees and shrubs growing in hanging gardens. As my eyes trace the upward, they meet the crystal blue sky that connects the two barriers from above. The crisp water refreshes from below as I wade along the stream in the desert heat. This unforgettable hike goes on for sixteen miles presenting a whole new world at every turn - a gem yearning to be found that inevitably becomes a part of you.