My 3 children, (and I) were quite young when my husband (at the time) ) decided to go on his first overseas job.

there was so much to do! Rent out the house, sell the car, get rid of clothes, toys, furniture, etc. Also…..get shots,get passports, PASSPORTS! I did not have sole custody of two of my children.

That worked out, I did it by writing to their father and I got the paperwork for the adoption by return mail. It is amazing what you can accomplish when under pressure and when you are excited about a new life venture ahead.

The adoption was finalized, the house was rented out, the car was sold, the injections were given, and my husband decided to go on ahead of us and start his job. So I was left with 3 children all under 8 years old, and it was my job to make final arrangements

American Pipe Co. was a great company, as I remember. I was sent 4 1st class tickets for Port of Spain, Trinidad, West Indies, and we were soon off. The only thing I can remember about the flight is that the stewardess offered my young children wine with their dinners, after all, it was a first class flight. I, of course, declined, but drank some myself.

I can remember staying in the Trinidad Hilton, as guests of American Pipe co. for a time, until we were transported to the town of San Fernando, where we stayed in a hotel until we found a suitable house. The house we found, was on a form of stilts, and the rooms were grossly painted in bright colors, such as yellow, green and purple. Our landlords were of East Indian nationality, and their religion was Hindu. Apparently they were low casts, because when the Mrs. came to visit, she was accompanied by a low casts young girl who carried her purse and packages. It was certainly a new life for me !

We found a school for the children, but it was some distance away, so we had to hire a driver to take them and pick them up. Quite often, they were very late getting home and it did worry me. We eventually found out that the driver we had hired had TWO families, and the reason he often ran late was because he stopped to visit his (other) family.

I remember we were invited to a New Year’s Eve party by my husband’s native union leader. He also had two wives, and I was quite interested that the new, young wife took care of the children while the older wife danced with the husband.
This was also very strange to me….me, who is descended from a Mormon polygamist with several wives and many, many children.

Yes, then we were transferred to Port of Spain,  where we had a much nicer house, and schools were available for the children. We had a maid in San Fernando, named Agatha. I was quite fond of her and invited her to come and work for us in Port of Spain. I cannot remember the details, but it didn’t work out;  so.  after a time, we had to let her go. We had quite a time finding a good maid, but finally found Dorothy, who had 11 children, but she was afraid to go to the dentist. I remember I had an old sewing machine and was trying to learn to sew, and Dorothy happily took all my hopeless articles I tried to make. I often wonder what happened to Dorothy. I wrote to her for a time, but eventually lost track of her. I do remember she thought I looked like Doris Day.

There was a young Trinidadian teenager of East Indian descent, who my husband befriended while working on the pipeline. His name was Premnaut. and he visited our home quite often. For a time, we considered bringing him back to the U.S. with us, but eventually decided it was not a good idea. He was heartbroken, and I have always been sad about the outcome of his life, and I wonder if we made the right decision.

WHERE WERE YOU      NOVEMBER 22, 1963 ????

Where were you when you heard the news that President John F. Kennedy was assassinated?  I was visiting friends who had a home down on the beach.  We could not believe it and  we were all devastated

Unlike the millions of American living in the U.S.A., we could not watch the news about the assisination,  but we have seen parts of it since we have been back.


My children and  remember (faintly,) our years in Trinidad with fondness.  There were some great times and we had some great friends.  I have to chuckle when I remember the accents my little girls came back with.  How I wish we had video cameras in those days!

Thank you for reading my post about living in Trinidad.  I have enjoyed writing it, and it brought back many happy memories.

Janice Gustafson

May 29, 2019




I am a premium member of Wealthy Affiliate.  As such, I was required to choose a nitch.  I say “nitch”  The Canadians say “Neetch”.  I have chosen my home town of Moab, Utah as my passion and my nitch.  Therefore, this is another post about Moab.


In the 1920’s, my family, Utah cowboy Buck Kirk and his wife, Neva,  ran cattle on the Book Cliffs in northern Grand  County, Utah.  The depression brought an end to this endeavor, and around the time of my birth, in 1932, Buck was driving trucks for the Moab Garage Company.  He eventually became the owner of acreage and grazing rights in Brown’s Hole, an area which could be considered in the La Sal Mountains.  Brown’s Hole is in San Juan County, close to the town of La Sal.

Brown’s Hole Cabin

Moab   was, (and is) a perfectly wonderful place in which to grow up.  Hiking was the preferred activity for all young Moab residents.  (I wonder if it still is.) If you re a hiker, don’t forget to take your hiking boots with you when you visit Moab.

The school (the only school in Grand County), was efficiently run, with good teachers),  and most of us completed our 12 years, and learned enough to become good citizens.

One of the best things about growing up in Moab was the lifelong friends that were made.  With a small population at that time (less than 1,000,) we were all engrossed in the town, and many of us were related.


Moab is now a bustling, busy, tourist destination.  Visitors from all over the world line the streets.  Arches National Monument, Canyonlands and Dead Horse Point are the main attractions,  but Moab itself has become a very popular destination.  Hiking and mountain biking are known activities,  and don’t forget your hiking boots.  There are now many motels, which is very different from having only the old Moab Hotel.

I can’t  help but wonder what the youth of the town do for entertainment.  Do they hike?  Do they dance?  Or are they only on their computers and cell phones?.  I know there are some drug problems there, but I hope the problems are not excessive.

Since I no longer live  in Moab, it is my hope that the small town experience is still prevalent there.  It was such a wonderful, unique town at the time of my youth.  I would be there still, but life happens, and life has taken me to Arizona.  My 3 children also live here, and several of my grandchildren are Arizona residents.  My son, Kirk, (of course I would name him “Kirk”) also loves Moab, and has researched the history.  He has composed a CD about the Wilson family, called “Left for Dead:”,  and it is available on Amazon.

My Grandson, Spencer Hawley, is also a very interested in Moab and its history, and Spencer keeps us informed of our heritage.

Moab now has a population of 5,000, which is much different from the population of 1,000, as it was when I lived there.

I do not plan to return to Moab or Grand County, but the Old Moab will live on in my memories.

Thank you for reading my article about Moab, Utah.

Janice Gustafson




The bathroom is TINY.  Since I am handicapped, I cannot shower or even dress in the bathroom.  It is a physical impossibility for me to step over the tub and get in the shower.  This is impossible,even by sitting on the toilet, (which is right next to the tub,) and swinging my legs over.  I almost made it, but then I couldn’t twist my body enough to get out.

Okay, that is enough about that.  The following link shows an item that  has been purchased through my Amazon Link, and when I noticed it, I researched it.  Since our Coleman Lantern Trailer has an outdoor shower with hot and cold water.  I believe this could be the answer.  If we can position it right next to the, shower, it could work ideally.  I will continue to research these outdoor showers.  I believe they are avaiiable in several sizes colors and price ranges.

In the meantime, I will continue to compare our small travel trailer to others, and I hope we made the right choice.


Hi:  My name is Janice Gustafson and I am a member of Wealthy Affiliate.  This  post is aimed at engaging members of Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.   I am already a member of each of these social networks, but I am seeking friends.

I am a native of Moab, Utah, and Moab is my niche.  I  do not live there now, but it is my hometown and my  memories of it (the way it used to be), are vivid.   I was raised on a cattle ranch about 20 miles from Moab.   Moab is in Grand County, but the ranch was in San Juan County

Many of y.ou are familiar with Moab, and many of my friends are current or former residents.  Aren’t we lucky to live or have lived in such a beautiful

As I stated before, this post is aimed toward  meeting and engaging new friends.  You are invited to comment and/or ask questions;

.I would like to invite you to comment on my post, and please feel free to ask questions.  I will be very  happy to get back to you.

Thank you.

Janice Gustafson, May 4, 2019,  moabmemories.com




It has been 30 years since I lived in Australia with my family.  We loved living there, and the memories we have are still active and alive for us.


We were met in San Diego by my cousin, Mike Woods, (since deceased).  Mike and I were very close, even though we were distant cousins, and he was serving in the Navy there.  We were also joined by friends Jean Morley and children. The Morley family were good friends from Phoenix whose husband and father. Dick Morley, was also employed by the same company.  The boys were Tom and Troy.  My children (now, of  course, adults, ) were Jo, Kirk and Tarie.

We were traveling with five children, and it was challenging, but fun.  We had a day’s stopover in Honolulu and we used the time for sightseeing and the children were well behaved and we enjoyed the time  there.   We were, however, greatly relieved when we reached Canberra, and we were anxious to get settled there.

Bob, of course, already had many friends.  He had hired the chef away from the hotel where he had been staying. The chef was Axel Nielsen, and he and his wife Jo, became very good friends, and I miss them to this day.  I am friends with their son Mark, on Facebook and I really enjoy communicating with him and reminicing.

THE FIRST WEEK (The Dinner Prarty and the big goof)

I was settled in  a few days, so I hosted a dinner party for some Australian friends and the Nielsens, who were from England.  Sometime during the meal, we began talking about the rodeo which was going to take place soon in Canberra. 

 At the time, I was a big rodeo fan, but was beginning to have sympathy for the mistreated animals.  I made the statement, “I plan to go to the rodeo and ROOT  for the cowboys.”  Well, I got some very strange looks and it was explained to me that “root” in Australia is the worse word you can say, and it is like the “f” word here.  I was quite horrified, and it was my first introduction to Australianese.



Much of this post may be redundant and irrelevant, since my life in Australia occurred many years ago, (1968, 1969,1970, 1971).  My children are now adults, with children and grandchildren of their own.

But my life in Australia is still vivid in my memory, and I am confident that writing a post about it will make it remain even more vividly.


My children and I  were joined in the flight by my good friend (deceased) Jean Morley and her boys, Tom and Troy.  The long layover in Honolulu was pleasant, and we spent it entertaining our children with sightseeing and shopping.


The 7 of us  arrived in Canberra, exhausted, travel worn and jetlagged, to find that my husband, Bob, already had a long list of friends and a busy social life.  Why was I surprised?

That night, (the night of our arrival) Bob had a dinner planned at the hotel where he had been staying.  He had hired the chef from the hotel, Axel Nielsen, to be the office manager at the project.  Axel and his wife Jo, became very good friends.   I am now friends on Facebook with their son, Mark Nielsen, and we chat quite often.

I sort of “collapsed” during the dinner party and had to be taken go my room, due to exhaustion.

THE DINNER PARTY   and my gaffe

After the first week in Canberra, I was settled enough to plan a dinner party for our new friends, and our old friends, the Morley’s.

Our conversation during dinner turned to plans for attending the coming rodeo.  I made the statement that “I was going to the rodeo to ROOT for the cowboys.”  There were giggles and raised eyebrows all around the table, and I was informed that “root” was absolutely the  worst word that could be uttered in Australia.  It was compared to the “f” word in the US.  I was quite horrified and my  husband was not amused.  My first lesson in Aussie language.

By this time we were settled in Canberra and my children were settled in schools.

Canberra is (was) a beautiful city;  it is the capitol of Australia, and it is well-planned and well-managed.  As an example, when you buy a new home. you are furnished plants and shrubs by the government.

I am basically a confirmed conservative, but I will admit that the free schools, free medical and other socialistic offers, were rather nice.  But, I remain a conservative Republican.

Our life in Canberra consisted of social gatherings with our friends, some nightlife with dancing, picnics, trap shooting and horse races.


We were part owners of a horse, “Chips” or “Woodcut” was his racing name.  If I remember correctly, we leased him with 4 others.  He was a great horse and he won some races, but we found out the trainer was rather shady and we were naïve owners.  We had a good reason to have him lose his license, because he raced  him in Sydney under his own name.  but a lawsuit was expensive and the other owners declined to participate, so we let it go.

We still loved the horse races.  We were members of the racing club and attended often.  I always wore heels, a dress, and quite often, a hat.  Those were the glamorous days!!

One interesting note about the jockeys in Australia.  They are like movie  stars or rock stars in the U.S.  Everyone knows their names and most Australians seem to know their various “standings” in the records.


As we became settled in Australia, Dick Morley and Bob became very interested and quite proficient in trapshooting.

Arrangements were made for us to attend the Nationals in the outback town of Hay, and reservations were made for our families at a hotel.  The trip to Hay was long, but interesting.  We saw a few trees and quite a few kangaroos.


We were quite dismayed by the hotel. It was quite old and not very clean.  The bathrooms were down the hall.  We sat at the same tables for every meal and we were expected to use the same serviette “napkin” for all meals, no matter if it became soiled.  I believe it was “The Commercial Hotel”.

BUT the 5 children loved the hotel.  They could run through the halls with no problems and make all the noise they wanted.



At this time in our lives, we were heavily into playing bridge, and we spent many hours with the Morleys, playing bridge and smoking cigarettes.  Note:  I have not smoked for 40 years….just sayin’.

We spent our time at the lovely picnic playing bridge while sitting around a big empty spool,  The chlidren were playing peacefully and life was good.


Bob and Dick Morley were entered in the trapshoot for the winning of a new car.  They shot for what seemed like hours,  and Jean and I were constantly buyinb and bringing them more shells.  They eventually won the competition  and I cannot remember the year or the make of the car.   I do remember they sold it and split the money, and we all came out quite well.


We spent 4 1/2 years in Australia.  We bought a home, started a rental business, became permanent residents, but homesickness for the USA prompted our return. The kids and I returned on a cruise ship (that is another story), and Bob and the dog came later.

We loved living in Australia and will forever cherish our memories of our time there.

.Thank you for reading my  post.

Janice Gustafson  , May 31, 2019.


I feel (and hope) I am qualified to write a post on this subject, as we have owned, and traveled in,  5 small travel trailers over the last 20 years.  Some have been perfect, some have had problems for one reason on another, and I will try to review them for those of you thinking of becoming RV ers !


The first travel trailer my husband, Ron, and I owned was a small hi-lo trailer.  We bought it in Mesa, Arizona, and shortly thereafter, pulled it to  Snowflake, Arizona, and parked in a nearby casino.  This little trailer  is good for camping, and that is about all. I remember having both the couch and the table made into beds.  My husband sat on one and I sat on the other, and played games on the internet.  Eventually, we walked to the casino and had dinner.  The hi-low trailers PULL EASILY with no swaying, and my husband seemed to have no trouble with the hook-ups, even though he was new at it.

We eventually pulled the Hi-Low to my mountain property in Utah, and parked it close to the cabin.  We ended up selling it to a resident of Moab, and it was his plan to use it for hunting trips with his son.  I think it was probably perfect for him.


Our next purchase introduced us to the Coachman Trailers.  We saw this trailer advertised in the Moab paper, and we traveled to Grand Junction, Colorado and purchased it from a former Moab resident.

It was a great trailer and we enjoyed it.  We did not travel in it too much, but used it for extra sleeping space for cabin visitors. It had a small kitchen,  a table and chairs, and a double bed in the front space, and a bathroom in the back.  My husband remembers this as being around 26 ft.

We sold this Coachman to a young man who was marrying a girl whose family owned extensive property in Texas, and he planned  to park it on their property and stay there on their infrequent visits.

This trailer was great.  The only problem was a leak in the ceiling when it rained.  Rather than have it repaired, we decided to sell it.  We were now hooked on The Coachman, and started shopping for a larger one.


We first saw this trailer at an RV Show in Glendale, Arizona.  The RV Show was held next to the stadium where the next Super Bowl will be held.  The Coachman had a large kitchen, wood floors, a bar with stools ,a good sized bathroom. and individual reading lights above the bed.  it was very modern in design and decor, and I was hooked on it.  I was so thrilled when Ron said we could afford to buy it.

The first place we pulled it was to Laughlin, Nevada. AND IT SWAYED.  It was a scary trip both to Laughlin and back.  Anyone who has driven from Phonix to Laughlin, knows the roads are narrow, and there is no freeway.  There are also canyons along the route, which look menacing.

When we got home, we immediately began researching the reason for the swaying.  We could not find out the reason, but we bought sway bars, etc., but nothing helped.

We ended up parking it next to the cabin in Utah.  It was great for extra beds and our guests seemed to enjoy staying out there.

We decided we missed having a travel trailer but we did not want to take a chance on another swaying one, so Ron found one he liked at Sun City RV, and we put The Coachman up for sale there.

I felt Ron was working too hard hooking and unhooking the trailer, so we decided to look at the Coachman small motor homes.  Thy seemed a little crowded to me, as I was not used to having the driver and the mechanisims in the trailer with me.

Ron came home one day and said he had been to Sun City RV and found a motor home he really liked, so we arranged to buy it.


This was a great little motor home, and we took some fun trips in it.  Daisy was red and white, and very stylish.

I liked the fact that I could rest, work, or fix lunch in the motor home while Ron drove.  There was no swaying and no leveling, and these were HUGE pluses!


I was missing the summers in Utah after I sold the cabin, so I arranged for us to stay the month of August in Sedona, Arizona.  We stayed in a trailer court right next to the river that runs through Sedona.  It was a beautiful location, but not that luxurious.  It was not too clean, and it was next to impossible to get laundry done.  The laundromat was busy from  daylight ’til after my bedtime.   We miss rainstorms while in Phoenix, but the rain in Sedona got to be too much for us.  And the spirits of the Vortex escaped us.

When I was a child and lived in Brown’s Hole, Utah, we had many, many juniper berry trees, and they were all crooked and  twisted…but it was from THE WIND.

Around this time, we decided to get out, but “Daisy” would not start.  Being long time members of AAA,  we immediately called them.  I  had the Tracker there and decided to come on home to Phoenix.  Ron moved in with a neighbor for a couple of days.  Triple A sent a semi to get the motor home out, and they could not get down the narrow, muddy road too haul her out.  Ron eventually hired a company to move her and do the repairs, and he was compensated by Triple A for the move.

By the time I got home to Phoenix I was thinking of selling “Daisy” and when Ron got home, he was having the same thoughts, so he put her up for sale at Sun City RV, and she eventually sold.  Than we were TRAILERLESS !!!


We are  now the owners of a Coleman Lantern travel trailer.  We just returned from 4 days in Sedona and it was great.


We loved the fact that i has a private queen sized bed, and also double sized bunk beds.

We also are excited about the outside bbq and refrigerator.  It is great for sitting outside, having a little vino, cooking and eating.

The bunk beds are plenty wide enough for one person and their personal items.

The wood floors and the venetian blinds are a plus.

We think the securing and the hook up will be easy when new habits are formed.


The bathroom is VERY small, especially for a handicapped person.

There is no ladder provided for the bunk beds, and they are difficult to make up.

Some of the venetian blinds lack wands for closing.

I can find no place to put a litter box.

The 3 steps provided for entry into the trailer are not adequate, and should be 4 steps, and another handle should be installed, for children and the handicapped.

RV parks are known for being dog and animal friends.  Many of them have areas just for dogs.


To summarize, I would say that, if you are thinking of purchasing a travel trailer, study and research for one that meets your needs.

We are senior citizens, so we need one that is non-sway  and maintenance free.

Make sure your significant partner is “handy” and strong enough to hook  up the sway bars and a good enough driver to back up the vehicle to hook on to the trailer.  (I would hate to think I would have to do it.)

Make sure it has the features you like, such as floors, drapes, blinds, microwave, and KNOW THE SIZE OF BATHROOM YOU LIKE AND NEED.

Make sure it has a wide wheel base to eliminate swaying, BUT get sway bars anyway.

All trailers I have seen have gas stoves;  so, if you prefer electricity, as I do, get used to microwave cooking.  Make sure you have a toaster and an electric coffee pot.  I also have a George Foreman Grill for when I do not want to BBQ outside.

More and more people are enjoying travel trailers, many are selling their homes and living full time in them.

Good luck and I hope I have helped you a little in your search for the perfect travel trailer for you.

Please comment or leave any questions below.

Thank you,

Janice Kirk Gustafson


I have known Michael Fatali for years.  We were, at one time, closely connected because I was in a long time relationship with his father, Vic Fatali.

I recall one incident when I was visiting at Michael’s beautiful home in Page, Arizona.  I woke up to music. it was Michael and his father playing and improvising on their guitars, and it was so haunting and beautiful.  I will never forget it.

Michael occasionally visited me at my cabin  in Willow Basin, Utah, (close to Moab).  He visited several times, and he always wore his camping gear and his  hiking boots, as he was always ready to hike the surrounding areas and choose spots for his spectacular photos.

I do remember that, at one time, Michael left a young man at my cabin, with a vague promise to return  for him shortly.   I cannot remember the young man’s name, and to tell the truth, I had forgotten all about him until I started composing this post.

He was a very nice young man, I believe he was a student of photography.  He liked to eat, and I enjoyed cooking for him.

But, as time went on, he and I began looking for him to get a way to get out of there.  AND…please be aware, because  I learned the hard way.  There is no way out of Moab, if you are going to Page, Arizona, which is where he wanted to go.

There is no train, there is no bus, it was too hot to hitch hike.The only way out we could find was for him to take a bus to Vegas, then take  a bus to Phoenix, then  from there, to try  to get to  Page.

I finally came up with a solution, (which is my habit.)  I called Michael Fatali and told him  I would drive the young man (nameless still), to Kayenta, Arizona and that we would meet him at Burger King.  Michael agreed, he showed up there, and that is what we did.

I  do not remember much about the  nameless young man, but I  do remember that he went out hiking in the beautiful  LaSal Mountains every day.  I remember he would be gone for hours, and that he wore very nice hiking boots.



Michael is a spectacular photographer, and I am lucky enough to have two of his posters, given to me and mounted, by his father.

I must tell all readers, that Michael Fatali now has a gallery in Park City, Utah.  I have not been there, but I am sure it is beautiful. I visited his galleries in Utah and Nevada, and they were very  tastefully decorated, yet so beautiful.  I sincerely hope that Michael and I  can renew our friendship some day.

I have not been  able to post a sample of Michael’s spectacular photos here, but they are available for viewing on Wikamedia, and also on Michael’s web site.

Thank you for reading my post.

Janice Kirk Gustafson


I have visited Michael’s galleries in Page, Arizona,  in Springddale Utah, (close to Zion National Park). and in Las Vegas, Nevada.  They were all artitiscally designed and decorated by Michael

Michael’s gallery is now in Park City, Utah.  I no longer have family in Salt Lake, but I am hoping to get to Park City to visit with Michael there.  I miss him.



There are many beautiful parks in the U.S., but I am concentrating on the parks of Southern Utah in this post about parks, as I am from this area.  I would like to encourage all visitors to this post to travel to the area to enjoy the scenic wonders,

ARCHES NATIONAL MONUMENT  (partly from Wikapedia)

The Arches National Park is just a few short miles from Moab, Utah.  It is rather a remote area but it is worth the travel to see the awe inspiring beauty of the area.

More than 2,000 natural rock sandstone arches are located in the park, including the well known Delicate Arch, as well as many unique geological formations.

The park contains the highest diversity of natural arches in the world.

Arches National Park consists of 76,679 acres of high desert, located on the Colorado Plateau.

The highest elevation is 5,653 at Elephant Butte, and the lowest elevation is 4,685 at the Visitor’s Center.  It receives less than 10″ of rain annually.


Administered by the National Park Service,the area was originally named a National Monument in 1938,  and was re-designated as a national park in 1976.  The park received more than 1.6 million visitors in 2018.

The Arches area was first brought to the attention of the National Park Service by Frank A. Wadleigh, a Passenger Traffic Manager for the Denver and Rio Grande  Western Railroad in 1923.

George L. Beam visited the area in 1923, as the guest of Alexander Ringoffer, a prospector living in the area.

Designation of the area as a National Park was supported by the National Park Service.  In 1929, President Herbert Hoover signed a proclamation creating Arches National Monument.

In 1938, President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed a proclamation  enlarging the area.  Presidents Lyndon B. Johnson and Richard Nixon  also signed legislation regarding the park.

Recreational Activities

Climbing on named arches in the park is banned.  Recreational activities include auto touring, backpacking, biking,camping, and hiking.  Some of these recreational activities require permits.  Astronomy in the park is also popular..



Owachomo Bridge in Natural Bridges, Utah


I visited Natural Bridges (Bridges) many years ago when my good friend Betty  Holland (now deceased), was employed there.  I did not visit the bridges that often during y stay, but was impressed by the cheerfulness of the crew, and by their devotion to the “Bridges”.  They were all “happy campers” and did not even yearn for days off, to get out of the area, even though it was very remote area.

Natural Bridges National Monument is a U.S.National Monument located about 50 miles notrhwest of the Four Corners boundaries of southeast Utah, at the junction of White Canyon and Armstrong Canyon, part of the  Colorado River drainage.  It features the thirteenth largest natural bridge in the world, carved from the white Permian sandstone of the Cedar Mesa Formation.  Blanding, Utah is the nearest town.

The three bridges in the area are named Kachina, Owachomo, and Sipapu, all Hopi names.  There is evidence of at least two collapsed bridges within the Monument.


In 1904, the National Geographic Magazine publicized the bridges and the area was designated  a National Monument.   Few visitors visited the park until after the uranium boom in the 1950s,  which resulted in new roads in the area.   Bridge collapses and earthquakes are potential in the area.

Recreational activities include auto touring, camping, backpacking, biking and hiking.

Always bring, or wear, your hiking boots to these remote areas.


I have visited Z ion’s National Park many times.  I used dto have a friend there ,Michael Fatali.  Michael is a renowned photographer and he had a gallery in Springdale, Utah, the town which is the closest to Zion National Park.  While visiting Zion, I would stay in Michael’s “Rock House”.

Zion National Park is truly beautiful and magnificent, and a great place for hiking.

The following is partly from Wikipedia

Zion National Park is an American National Park, near the town of Springdale, Utah.  A prominent feature of the 229 square  mile par is Zion Canyon.  Zion canyon walls are reddish and tan Navajo sandstone, eroded by the North Fork of the Virgin River.  The lowest point in the park is at Coalpits Wash, and the highest peak is at Horse Ranch Mountain  (8726 ft.)  The park has a variety of of life zones that allow  unusual plant and animal life.  Numerous plant species as well as 289 species of birds, 75 mammals, (including 17 of bat)  and 39 reptiles inhabit the park’s four life zones, desert, woodland, riparian and coniferous forest.

Zion National Park includes mountains, canyons, buttes, mesas, monoliths, rivers, slot canyons and natural arches.

Human habitation of the area started about 8,000 years ago with snall  groups of Native Americans, one of which was the semi-nomadic Basketmaker Anasazi.  Mormons came into the area in 1858 and settled there  On November 20, 1919, Congress redesignated the monument to Zion National Park, and the Act was signed by President Woodrow Wilson.

The park is located in Washington, Iron and Kane counties, in Southwestern Utah.  Streams in the area take rectangular Zion National paths because they follow jointing planes in the rocks.  The climate consists of hot summers and cold winters with a limited amount of precipitation throughout the year.

Zion National Park is a magnificent park to visit, especially if you are a hiker, so don’t forget your hiking boots.


Bryce Canyon National Park is an American National Park located in Southwestern Utah.  Its major feature is Bruce Canyon, which,  despite its name, is not a canyon, but a collection of giant natural ampitheaters along the eastern side of the Paunsaugunt Plateau.

Bryce is distinctive due to geological structures called hoodoos, formed by frost weathering and stream erosion of the river and lake bed sedimentary rocks.  The red, orange and white colors of the rocks provide spectacular views for park visitors.


Bryce Canyon was settled by Mormon pioneers in the 1850’s, and was named after Ebenezer Bryce, who homesteaded the area in 1879.  President Warren G. Harding designated it as a national monument in 1923, and it was redesignated a national park by Congress in 1928

The park encompassed 35,835 acres.  The location is rather remote, but visitors numbers are increasing.


Bryce Canyon National Park lies within the Colorado Plateau province of North America and straddles the southeastern edge of the Paunsaugunt Plateau. It is known as a canyon beause it was not formed by erosion from  central stream. stream.

Th hoodoos in Bryce are similar to those found in CEDAR BREAKS NATIONAL MONUMENT, which is 25 miles to the west.


Mormon scouts visited the area in the 1850’s,to gauge its potential for agricultural development and settlement.  Army Major John Wesley Powell surveyed the area in 1872.

Ebenezer Bryce, who was sent by the Mormon Church to homestead the area, reputedly thought the ampitheaters were “a helluva place to lose a cow.”

A combination of drought, overgrazing and flooding drove the Paiutes from the area.  Bryce moved his family to Arizona in 1880.

170 species of birds visit the park each year.  The mule deer, cougars and coyotes migrate to lower elevations each year.

Numerour hiking grails are provided in the park.  The park includes two campgrouinds, North Campground and Sunset Campground.  Bryce Canyon Lodge is also available.

Bryce Canyon, along with Arches, Zions amd Bridges are all excellent places to hike, so put on your hiking boots,and LETS GO HIKING !!!!!!




The answer to this question is, I USED to love to hike.  I am now looking at advancing years, and I have become handicapped and can barely walk, let alone hike !

My friends at Wealthy Affiliate, Do not feel sorry for me because of this, because I have had a wonderful, hike-filled life.

.I  was born and raised in Moab, Utah, and I really believe my friends and I discovered the hiking outdoor trails and the bike trails, and the beauty of the area before the outdoor lovers and the tourists did.

Even as a child, I  would get out and, if not hike, I at least walked in the wilderness of Southeastern Utah.   From the time I was a  toddler until I was in high school, we owned Brown’s Hole, in  San Juan County, Utah.  As a toddler, I loved to walk around the area.

My Dad, (The handsome Utah cowboy, Buck Kirk), used to let me accompany him to gather eggs, (I broke many),  and to irrigate the alfalfa.  There were many anthills on the property.  I guess, with  a sense of ownership, I asked him if I could be the owner of all the ants in Brown’s Hole. He chuckled, and answered affirmatively that yes, I could be the owner of all the ants.  I promptly forgot about the ants.

As I became a teenager and was in Junior High, my friends and I were constantly in the hills.  We called it rock climbing.  We even had a rock collection in a big sack we carried around, and probably had some stones that today, would be valuable.  We hunted and climbed, and in  those days, we did not even have hiking boots.  But living in Moab, that is what you did……you spent time in the red rocks and hills!

It helped that one of my school mates and girlfriends, Margie Stocks, lived in a home right at the foot of the red rocks surrounding Moab.  She had twin brothers, Lee and Larry, a little older than us.  Lee and Larry were also “rock kids” and they often were our guides around the hills.

***A Note about Margie:

Margie married the owner of a service station and store in the town of Thompson, Utah.  Thompson is 32 mile from Moab.   Early one morning, Margie went into the store to set up for the day’s work, and she was shot and killed by a person who had broken in to steal.  I do not know any more details, but I do know that the murderer  was caught and I did hear that he had killed others.  The murder of Margie was a great tragedy.  She was a wonderful person and was always helpful to others.

Anne Dalton was another member of our band of hikers.  Anne was a very good friend of mine when we were younger and remained a friend, But my interest in boys and her interest in the LDS Church e.ventually led to us becoming only casual friends.  I understand Anne passed away a few years ago, from a heart ailment.  Anne and I once took our rock collection dto show the renowned Dr. Williams.  We had in our collection, a historic skull.  Dr. Williams accused us of stealing the skull from him.  We left it there and never returned.  And, needless to say, we never visited Dr. Williams again.  I was our first lesson in false accusations; and a very unexpected one.

Lorna Lance often hiked with us.  I have not heard of Lorna for years,but I hope she is ok.  I do know that,  as Anne Dalton did, she married a returned  LDS  Missionary.  Lorna and Anne were devout Mormons, and both had strong moral convictions, and I respected them for it.  I have missed all my childhood friends and fellow hikers.

Well, that is it for our little band of hikers ,even though there were occasional guest hiker, such as Elessa  Jackson, , Dorlynn Day, Skippy Wmibourn and others..

We were young but we were wild rock hikes,  and we loved it @@

How many of you out there like to hike?  If  I had no one to hike with, I would go alone.  While living in Willow Basin, Utah, I knew my way around the hills and the mountains, and I would often hike alone.  While my cat, Timmy, was alive and at the cabin, he would always accompany me on my hikes.   When he got tired, he would sit down, and I would carry him until he was ready to walk again.  What wonderful memories I have of this time,and how fortunate am I to have these memories?

So, these are some of my special Moab Memories, and thank you for reading my post about them.  And put on your hiking boots and START HIKING !!