Fiery Furnace
In what amounts to another illustration of the fact that I should never be allowed to name a national landmark or monument, I thought “Fiery Furnace” looked more like “Box of Melted Crayons”. All red crayons of course, but still.
One thing I loved about the Fiery Furnace was the spectacular view into the Salt Valley beyond. Since it had rained the night before, the Salt Valley Wash was flowing and the landscape was alive with color. I found the view from Fiery Furnace to be the grandest in the park. Of course, we had yet to hike to Delicate Arch.
Assortment
- Island Writing
- The gulls own the island. They stand guard over every inch of ground Appledore has to offer—every rock, every patch of grass, even every rooftop tile.
- Blue Bird Loop
- At one point the trail disappears onto an exposed stretch of granite. I continue to walk for few minutes across the rock and come to the other side. The giant slab ends at a steep drop-off.
