Thanksgiving dinner was a delight at Parallel 88. Ben and Sarah, Graham and Dorothy supped on organic wine, superb dressing, succulent turkey, tasty mashed potatoes in the midst of a lovely family setting.
Zion National Park is dusted, white upon red monoliths under blue skies.
Only problem, I managed to sprain my other ankle by slipping on the ice..so instead of enjoying the lovely great outdoors, I'm propped next to a trash can full of ice and lots of pillows upon which to stash my ankle when it's not in the water...
So, trip to the cabin is set back a few days. We'll head north to visit Matt and Tina first and then come back to climb the snow covered road.