Bryce Canyon National Park took my breath away. The stars are the hoodoos (odd-shaped pillars of rock left standing from the forces of erosion), and from the first time I saw photographs of the terrain many years ago, I knew I wanted to visit. It is a stunning landscape.
By the way, Bryce is the smallest of the national parks we visited – only 56 square miles. But to be there and look out, you’d swear it went on for hundreds of miles.