Today’s Ride to Church (=Diamond Fork Hot Springs) comes to Doves & Serpents from Chris, who writes:
I currently live in Orem, Utah. Every Sunday for “church” I travel either up the mountain or out into the desert. It is a religion for me. While I absolutely dislike the fact I have been stuck in Utah for twenty years, I simply can’t get enough of the beautiful mountains that are so close by. I do landscape photography and I find myself both invigorated and relaxed to be out in the middle of nature, soaking in the quiet scenery and capturing its beauty with my camera.
Today’s jaunt took me up Spanish Fork canyon to Diamond Fork Hot Springs. This is a two and half mile hike and the trail hugs the creek all the way up to the hot springs. The trail is canopied with trees, and the sounds of the rushing creek with its many falls is heavenly. It is Fall and the colors are turning, especially the maples. The leaves are only just starting to fall and they are beginning to carpet the ground on the trail.
Beautiful. Thank you for sharing this place. It’s amazing how even gazing at pictures on a computer screen can inspire feelings of peace and tranquility.
Loved the dragonfly picture. Someone told me along my disaffection journey that they symbolize freedom. I’ve been partial to them since.
This is my kind of religion! Awesome!
I loved the dragonfly photo, too for the colors and the balance. Also the colorful foliage at the foot of the falls and the clear, clean water rolling over smooth rocks. Calming images.
My TBM mother (RIP these past 36 years), “religiously” visited the Utah canyons each fall. Gorgeous!
Oh, I could just cry! Thank you for the beautiful pictures. I’ve only been to Diamond Ford Hot Springs once, but it’s one of my favorite hikes. I wish I had had a chance to go again before I left Utah for the midwest. It’s also gorgeous in August, when there are sunflowers everywhere. :)
Very gorgeous. I think I need more doses of this kind of religion in my life.
Gorgeous pictures … thanks for sharing!
Beautiful photos! It has been decades since I left Utah, and what I miss most (after my siblings) is the mountains, and the chance to take hikes to churches like yours.