As Skippy and I neared the end of our 4 hour drive from Las Vegas to Bryce Canyon, we found ourselves doing a lot of oohing and ahing. Skippy had her window down and was taking pictures like mad while I tried with limited success to keep my eyes on the road. Then, suddenly, along scenic Route 12 just short of Bryce Canyon, we came upon these brilliant red rock formations and our jaws dropped. We had entered Red Canyon which is definitely OOOH and AHHH territory. To learn about hoodoos, click here.
