Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument

Did I say we had time for just one stop in Utah? That’s true, and we were already running a little late for work. But when a roadside sign pointed toward Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument, I couldn’t resist. I begged Kent to pull over.

A Grand Staircase-Escalante sign marking the entrance to the Toadstools Trailhead.
Utterly irresistible.

I had to see the toadstool hoodoos, work or not! Promising to be quick, I hopped out of the car nearly before it stopped. We scurried off down a dusty desert trail.

The author's husband approaches the camera, looking down, with his hands in his pockets. He's walking on a sandy ridge above a dry riverbed, and there are exciting rock formations in the background.

At first we followed a dry wash below some telephone wires. But we quickly left the road behind and ventured into a land of dramatic contrasts. A moody grey sky hung low over a layer of white rocks, which seemed to glow.

A gap in the earth reveals a cream-colored canyon below a rusty red plateau. The sky is low and grey overhead.

It was a little bit like we were in a pottery workshop: some of the rocks appeared to have been painted this creamy white. Others retained the same rich ochre hue we’d encountered on the cliffs of Zion National Park – only an hour or so earlier! But moving through the landscape to the places where the two met told a story. Both are natural, of course, and each represents a different period of geologic history.

Kent walks away on a narrow, winding trail of sand. In the distance, high white rocks rise up to form flat-topped mesas. Slightly closer, near the middle of the frame, we can see the tiny but unmistakable shape of a hoodoo!
Can you see it?!

Rounding a high bluff, I caught my first glimpse of the hoodoos we’d come to see. A delicate, tapering pedestal supported a thick cap: all in that rich red color. Delighted, we hurried towards it.

A closer view at a dramatic toadstool hoodoo. From this angle, it's an hour-glass shaped red rock in the midst of a rolling, white rock landscape.
But from this angle, the rocky top seems to balance impossibly on a thin spire. Looking back, the sandy area of the desert is dotted with round green plants.
Impossible!

We admired this amazing rock from a respectful distance, slowly circling it to appreciate its every face. Scanning the surrounding landscape, we realized there were more! And off we went, to meet those stone mushrooms too!

Two more toadstool hoodoos of differing heights and shapes stand out, red against the white cliff behind.
A selfie featuring the author and her husband - and a tall, red toadstool hoodoo!

Our trail ended abruptly at a tall white cliff. Turning around, we got to revisit all the amazing hoodoos one more time. Time pressure meant we had to scoot back quickly, but I was thrilled to have stopped at Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument!

Carrie is appears tiny below a rocky cliff, her red jacket bright against the white stone. She's turned away from the camera, looking and reaching up.
A large black beetle navigates its way through deep orange sand at Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument.
Always time for local wildlife though!

Definitely make Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument one of your stops in Utah. It’s right on the Grand Circle, and it offers amazing scenery that’s the equal of any national park. Ever heard of The Wave? That’s here! Though you’ll need some luck in the daily lottery to pay it a visit. Got a four-wheel drive or time for a day hike? Head to Coyote Gulch! On our visit, Kent and I only got to take a peek, but more info about everything on offer at Grand Staircase Escalante is here.

With so much to explore, Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument is a worthy destination in its own right. Even if you only have a minute, you must see the toadstool hoodoos!

A ground-level image of striations in the white rocky ground. A layer of red rock cuts through the middle of the frame, with a tall towering hoodoo on the right.
Last look!

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