Before our trip to the USA, we spent a lot of time finding accommodation. Paul wasn’t too keen on sleeping in a tent for 3 weeks, and neither of us wanted to sleep in soulless hotels, so we put a lot of effort into finding nice places to stay, mostly cabins. The cabin we found in Moab wasn’t actually in Moab itself (a very touristy town), but a 20-30 minute drive away along the Colorado River. It was located on a horse ranch, so we weren’t completely alone there, but it certainly felt like it was in the middle of nowhere. The cabin was small, but very cosy, and we enjoyed sitting on the front step in the morning 🙂 It was true Wild West style, with swing doors to the toilet and photos of John Wayne everywhere 😉

One morning I got up before sunrise (thanks to the jetlag 😉 ), and walked to the Colorado River (right behind the cabin). It was so beautiful to watch the changing light over the desert. Early in the morning, the temperature is comfortable and the light is very soft.

The Fisher Towers are a couple of spectacular sandstone towers that we could see from the cabin. So on the third day (our last full day in Moab) we decided to stay close to home, and hike to the Fisher Towers. It was a hot day, so we had to take it easy…

Soon we reached the foot of the towers, they are so spectacular. You get cramp in your neck from watching up at those giants!

It almost felt like walking around in a dream world (or for geeks like me: in a computer game 😉 ) as the views are so different from anything we had ever seen before, and there was something new to see around every corner.

The path loops around the base of the Towers, which makes you feel very small! Once we had to climb down a metal ladder at a particularly steep bit.

At times the path was quite exposed, but generally it was an easy hike. We did see a couple of people climbing one of the towers (with ropes of course), scary!! Looking through the visitors logbook at the start of the trail, it’s quite a popular place for climbers looking for a challenge 😉

Here we’ve reached the end of the trail (there was a nice wooden sign saying END OF TRAIL), and we enjoyed a long break with spectacular views.

It was early evening by now, and the setting sun was painting the rocks a very deep orange – so beautiful!

We knew we had to hurry a bit to make it back to the car before dark, but it was impossibly not to take lots of photos with this beautiful light…

And it just got better and better!

Until the sun finally set, and the crescent moon came out.

In this part of the world, it changes from sunset to pitch black quickly, so after the last photo above, we almost RAN back to the car – but we did make it without having to use head torches 🙂