Goblin Valley

It was our first camping trip in 5 years of marriage (we've been with other people, just never by ourselves).

There was a sign posted by the bathrooms, asking people not to chase the lizards because their tails will fall off.  N was sure to read it each time she went to the bathroom.  And then when she saw a lizard, she would freeze, because she didn't want it to lose it's tail.

The weather was perfect!  Overcast on Friday - which was our big hiking day.  A few sprinkles, but nothing to chase us to the van.  It wasn't hot and we had a ton of fun climbing the goblins, looking for caves and driving down roads that are not maintained.

If only we drove a Subaru, instead of a Kia.  But we really did drive here.  To be more specific, I drove here (then I sweetly asked DH to drive back).  We were originally heading to hike Little Wild Horse Canyon, but when the two youngest fell asleep after driving for 5 minutes, we decided to continue on to Muddy River.  At the end of the road (literally), we found a dry river bed-ish looking place and assumed that we'd made it to "Muddy River".  

The entire trip was fun!  We're looking forward to more camping trips and new sites (though N is already planning a return trip to Goblin Valley).  And maybe next time we'll remember all of the things that we forgot.  And maybe we won't...