Day three began with that familiar mix of excitement and curiosity—the kind that only comes when you know you’re about to see something completely different. We left Capitol Reef behind and made our way toward Grand Staircase–Escalante National Monument, one of the most remote and rugged areas in the entire state.
The drive itself was an adventure. Winding through scenic byways, we climbed and dipped through canyons, cliffs, and open desert. Every turn revealed a new kind of beauty—towering sandstone walls, rolling hills of red and gold, and endless horizons. Utah never runs out of ways to make your jaw drop.
Escalante feels like the wild heart of Utah—raw, vast, and untamed. It’s less polished than the national parks, but that’s part of its magic. You don’t come here for crowds or comfort—you come to explore, to wander, and to feel small in the best way possible.
It's not all rock sculptures in Utah, sometimes you discover the beauty of fall leaves.
We stopped at several overlooks just to take photos (and catch our breath from the views). The scale of Escalante is almost impossible to capture—it feels infinite.
That evening, we rolled into the small town of Escalante, tired, dusty, and totally enchanted. Dinner was simple—local diner food and cold drinks—but the conversation was all about the day: the hike, the colors, the silence of the desert, and that feeling of awe that stayed with us long after the sun went down.
Utah was truly showing off, and tomorrow promised even more magic as we made our way to Bryce Canyon National Park.
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