In my last trip to Zion, I camped at the Watchman Campground, right at the entrance, next to the Virgin River.   After a long day of hiking, I sat in a camp chair with a glass of wine and enjoyed the sunset.   The Watchman lies to the south.

Each direction has its own special view.   The West Temple overshadows the sandstone cliffs to the west.

Mount Kinesava stood east, seen through the leafing trees.

“ Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.”  (John Muir)