In general, I’ve been pretty lucky in all of my travels *knock on wood*. I’d never gotten sick. I’ve only been robbed once. But every now and then I encounter a string of bad lucks in one particular place that I can’t help but think that, ‘Man, this place just does NOT like me.’
I was keen to try out a version of canyoning that doesn’t have ‘God, I’m going to drown’ aspect, and what better place to do that than Zion? Zion’s famous slot canyons is just the place for breaking into canyoning.