Zion

The next day, it was time to head into Zion, where I had booked us a room in the lodge.  The snow was really starting to fall at this point, and we got *almost* all the way to the park on the approach from the east when we hit a road closure, necessitating an hours-long detour to enter from the other side (darn that coffee stop in Kanab?).  

Still, it was sort of magical to enter the usually-crowded national park as the snow fell, with almost no one else there.

I love finding micro-snowmen that people make.

We enjoyed the misty atmospheric light.

Chad's extra-pink Valentine's Day breakfast.

By this point, the snow had turned to rain and things were starting to melt out quickly.  We took a very wet hike to see waterfalls.

The path wasn't even that treacherous, and we got an early start, so avoided the crowds that picked up later in the day.

By the time we left the park, the weather had cleared up almost entirely.