The cragged splendor in the rock of southern Utah is, to mime some standard Travelkant, surprising around every curve. “Happiness is not an ideal of reason, but of imagination.” and “What can I know? What ought I to do? What can I hope? Three things awe me most, the starry sky above me, the moral law within me, and the Canyonlands of Souther Utah.” Immanuelkant.