The continuing story… Part 2 can be found, here.
After exploring the tide pools in hopes of finding something edible, Scarlett noticed a large object floating in an inlet not too far from where she was. She walked cautiously at first, unable to determine what the strange looking object could be. Yet as she got closer, she realized exactly what it was. It turned out to be her very own wooden trunk, the one she had stowed away aboard the ship, with all of the things she had brought with her from London. She assumed Darius must have thrown it over the deck, right after throwing her in; and thankfully so. She hadn’t been able to determine what it was at first since the entire chest was covered in a bunch of rapidly decaying seaweed. After getting over the initial thrill of seeing her possessions lying right in front of her. She soon realized that prying open the enormous chest would be no easy task. The lock on the front was made of finely crafted silver and bore the emblem of her family crest. The key was obviously long gone now, as Scarlett had always carried it with her in a little satchel which she kept tied to her wrist. And after looking down at her hand, she realized it must have fallen off in her frantic pursuit to save herself from drowning. She knew she had to find a way to open the chest, as it was really was her only hope of survival. Yet without the key, she felt her one beacon of hope was quickly fading.
To be continued… Part 4 can be found here.
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Taking one last peek over the edge of the cliff, I know that it’s now time to head back down into the valley below. The adrenaline rush is still pulsing through my veins though and I don’t want this feeling to end. People are coming in droves now and it’s making the trail harder to maneuver. A few hours later, we are finally back where we started.
We stop and eat the lunch at the picnic area and then decide to catch the shuttle that will take us to the Zion Museum. The museum isn’t very big, and doesn’t take us long to wander through. We buy a couple of souvenirs and head back out once more to find another hiking trail. I immediately spot another trail right outside of the museum and we hike for another two miles until we find ourselves in a quiet cove by the Virgin River. It’s a beautiful spot to sit and think and would be the perfect place to spend a long lazy afternoon. Tired as we are though, we decide that it’s best if we go back to the hotel to rest for a while.
Before long, my nephew Levi gets bored and so we all decide to take him over to the local rock shop again. Levi has fun examining each rock closely and cannot settle his mind on just picking out one. He loves them all! After spending nearly an hour shopping for rocks, we’re all realizing how hungry we are from all the hiking and walking that we’ve done today and we decide to head south on the highway to see if we can find a restaurant down in the city of Hurricane.
After driving for about 45 minutes, we finally spot a Mexican restaurant adjacent to a movie theatre. We contemplate a movie, but nothing looks interesting, so instead we go inside the restaurant to eat dinner. The restaurant offers take-out or dining-in and we decide to stay there to eat. The food turns out to be really good and reasonably priced.
After eating our fill, we decide to head over to Walmart to by some water shoes for our hike tomorrow through the Narrows. After finding out that there are no water shoes left in my size, I decide to settle on a pair of tennis shoes to wear instead. After buying shoes for everyone and a few random items that we were in need of, we are now heading back to the hotel for the night.
We are relieved to find a parking space when we return to the hotel and we drag ourselves into the room with hardly an energy left. It been a long but glorious day and most definitely my favorite day yet.