We stopped along the way and scrambled down the bank of the Virgin River for a snack. Folks often wade in the river, and in fact hike in it through the Narrows, but not today. Snow melt made for a very fast, rushing stream that I called muddy and Karen poetically called emerald. The cottonwood trees were doing there thing, so the breeze was often blowing little cottony tufts through the air. We stopped at an unnamed little waterfall not far from the Narrows trailhead and appreciated the bright yellow Columbine. After finishing our ride, we strolled through some of the shops in Springdale, especially liking some kinetic garden sculpture and the David J. West Gallery.
On the way back to the motel, we detoured and took a drive up Kolob Terrace road as far as the cinder cones (the road continues on to a small lake). There was lots of green grass and the temperature was noticeably cooler because of the higher elevation (over 8,000 feet). This could be a nice bike ride (although it is a continuous climb) and there are some interesting trailheads (including the famous subway—a slot canyon).

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