Solo Hiking the Narrows of Zion National Park

My journey to Zion National Park was fated by the alphabet. Having a last name like Wolfe is kind of a bummer growing up. My desk was always in the back right corner of the room behind this douchey kid named Patrick Wilson (not that Patrick Wilson). I always got my report card handed backContinue reading “Solo Hiking the Narrows of Zion National Park”