At Sunrise Point at sunrise

If you think, “Hey, let’s get up while it’s still dark so we can be at the rim of Bryce Canyon for sunrise,” know that you’re not the only one thinking the same thing. When something is named Sunrise Point folks tend to go there for the sunrise. 

You could find yourself in a conga line driving down Highway 63 to the park. You could find yourself hunting for a parking space. Or you could find yourself wishing you had dressed warmer now that it’s autumn.

But I went anyway.

The sun was cresting the horizon just as I approached the rim. I had timed it perfectly. Sometimes guessing works out as well as meticulous planning. It wasn’t one of those alone-with-the-majesty-of-nature moments but I was happy to be there nonetheless.