North Campground, Bryce Canyon National Park, Bryce UT
Queen's Garden Trail, Bryce Canyon National Park, April 12, 2011
North Campground is at the north end of Bryce Canyon National Park across from the Visitor Center. Bryce Canyon National Park has two campgrounds, North and Sunset, located in close proximity to the visitor center, Bryce Canyon Lodge and the geologic wonder that is the Bryce Amphitheater. Both have restrooms with flush toilets, and drinking water. During the summer months coin-operated laundry and shower facilities are available at the general store nearby. There are no hook-ups in the campgrounds, but a fee-for-use dump station is available for RV users at the south end of North Campground.
NOTE: Dump-station is closed during winter because of freezing temperatures.
ALSO NOTE: Bryce Canyon campgrounds are getting an upgrade this year (2011)! Both North Campground and Sunset Campground will have SOME sites TEMPORARILY closed this summer while our crews work to upgrade roads, water lines, and restrooms.
North Campground, Bryce Canyon National Park, Bryce UT
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Nights I've camped here
It's No Use Arguing Tastes with a Cow
By what appears, furthermore, to be the compensating justice of Nature, the treasures of the earth are always hidden in the most unattractive, dismal, and dreary spots. At least all the mining places I ever visited are so located, and Bisbee is no exception. To get away from the cramped little village and its unsavoury restaurant, I established my first camp four miles south of it on a commodious and pleasant opening, where we could do our own cooking. But here a new annoyance, and rather a curious one, was met with. The cattle of the region evinced a peculiar predilection for our wearing apparel. Especially at night, the cows would come wandering in among our tents, like the party who goes about seeking what he may devour, and on getting hold of some such choice morsel as a sock, shirt, or blanket, Mrs. Bossie would chew and chew, “gradually,” to quote Mark Twain, “taking it in, all the while opening and closing her eyes in a kind of religious ecstasy, as if she had never tasted anything quite as good as an overcoat before in her life.” It is no use arguing about tastes, not even with a cow.