After we spent all day on our feet hiking through the Narrows, it was a nice change of pace to have someone hike for us. And by someone, I mean some horse. If you ever go to Bryce Canyon, riding down to the canyon floor via horse is the way to go. It's the best way to get up close and personal with the formations that Bryce Canyon's famous for (called hoodoos).
The best part of Bryce Canyon are those colors!
And these were our horses! My horse is on the left and his name was Vodka (of course I'd get the only horse in the yard named after alcohol!). The cowboy tour guide who assigned us our horses took one look at me and gave me Vodka. I'd like to think it's because Vodka was the prettiest horse in the yard and not because I look like an alcoholic. And that's Vodka's BFF named Dollar on the right, and he was Brian's horse. During the whole ride Brian and I kept yelling "Dollar Vodka" just because it was so fun to say.
Ah, that day was so much fun. I miss you Vodka! (the best horse ever!)