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Outdoor and Inner Adventure in Utah
By Sharon McDonnell
"Adventure" and "spa" don't sound like two words that
belong in the same sentence, in my opinion. Since being pampered, pounded
and perfumed relentlessly make me feel not relaxed, but antsy, I was wary of
Red Mountain Resort & Spa in southwest Utah, which specializes in outdoor
adventure programs.
Not to worry. This spa in Utah's gorgeous red-rock
country near Zion and Bryce Canyon National Parks, near St. George, offers
enough hiking, rock climbing, mountain biking, kayaking, geology and
archeology walks to satisfy the most Type A among us. There are enough
Native American rituals, yoga and meditation to satisfy spiritual adventure
seekers as well.
"Some people try to kamikaze it -- they sign up for
everything," said Deborah Evans, Red Mountain's general manager, on how
guests try to pack their stays like their Filofaxes back home. "But by the
time Wednesday comes, they're so tired they decide to take it easy."
One activity that blends outdoor physical exercise with
getting in touch with your inner shaman that I enjoyed is the "Spirit Hike."
We hiked in the Petrified Dunes area of Snow Canyon State Park in silence,
reflecting on, and drawing strength from, our majestic surroundings --
jagged red peaks, white peaks, and red rocks striped with white. As clouds
nuzzled some peaks in the bright blue October sky, our guide, Andrea Hanson,
whose background is in cultural anthropology, explained the Chinese believe
that when clouds touch earth, male energy is connecting with female energy,
a common theme in Chinese art.
After we ascended stone staircase-like formations to a
spot with vast open views, Hanson asked us to be seated for a Native
American ceremony to cleanse and raise consciousness. She smoked sage in
front of each of us, to draw out our negative energy. Then she shook a
rattle, to break up that energy. We stood to perform the "prayer of the
seven directions," facing each direction to acknowledge its qualities, and
invite them in. For example, west represents introspection and female
energy; the bear, and the color black.
Later, a "talking stick" was passed around, and we were
asked to share a truth with our fellow hikers. "The worst thing to Native
Americans was not being true to yourself, so this was a reminder to speak
the truth," said Hanson. Truth hurts, it seems -- three women in our group
of 10 wept as they shared painful personal memories.
Snow Canyon's sensational landscape consists of
Jurassic Navajo sandstone, formed 200 million years ago when sand was blown
by wind into immense dunes when the climate was much drier. Since the
Jurassic era, the dunes were sculpted by wind and water and compacted into
cross-bedded patterns, geologist Ken Puchlik explained during a two-mile
geology hike. The amount of impurities and the combination of minerals, like
calcium and magnesium, adds to the different colors. Later in the Jurassic
era, dinosaurs like the Allosaurus -- a meat-eater up to 40 feet long, the
ancestor of Tyrannosaurus Rex, and Utah's state fossil -- ruled the earth in
nearby inland seas.
"Snow Canyon is a true Jurassic Park," said Puchlik,
who had led geology expeditions from Chile's Patagonia to the Arctic Circle.
The popular movie featured dinosaurs from a later era, he explained. "It
should have been called `Cretaceous Park.'"
Very recently, geologically speaking, volcanoes erupted
in the north end of Snow Canyon, and left rivers of black lava. The most
recent was less than 2,000 years ago, roughly the same Pompeii was destroyed
in 79 AD when the volcano Mount Vesuvius erupted near Naples.
On another hike in Snow Canyon's Red Cliffs Deserve
Preserve, we covered about 4 1/2 miles. Greenish brush presented a sharp
contrast to red rocks, and watching the changing play of light and shadow on
the stone made me feel like Georgia O'Keefe discovering her passion for the
desert. While Red Mountain offers over 60 hikes on 40 different trails, I
chose a "Discovery" hike, the easiest of all, since I wanted to enjoy my
setting at a leisurely pace, instead of the breakneck speed and vertical
ascents I heard about on more advanced hikes.
Longer hiking trips to the colorful spires and
pinnacles of Zion National Park (about one hour away), Bryce Canyon National
Park (about 2 1/2 hours away), Grand Canyon National Park (a two-day trip)
and Valley of Fire (near Nevada's Lake Mead) are also offered.
All this exertion was making me hungry. Thankfully,
food at Red Mountain was spicier, more flavorful and more imaginative than I
expected from a spa. Who knew? Some of my dinner favorites were flank steak
with port wine glaze, drizzled with Neufchatel cheese, adobo-rubbed Chilean
sea bass, and pinon-crusted rack of lamb with a spicy anchiote glaze. Tasty
sweet potato and pumpkin seed griddle cakes, curry-roasted calamari, and
shrimp and scallop provencale were served at lunch. Our breakfast surprises
featured blue corn griddle cakes doused with prickly pear sauce, banana
pancakes with pineapple coconut compote, and bread pudding with ground
turkey topped by red bell pepper tomato sauce.
"The challenge here is to make spa food tasty and
satisying, since spa cuisine often means sacrificing texture and flavor,"
said executive chef Jim Gallivan, who holds daily cooking classes here.
Trained in Florence, Italy, he is a former chef at Arizona's Doubletree
Sedona Resort. "We put recipes on a spreadsheet and figure out what
substitutions we can make to reduce fat and calories. It's playtime."
After a hard day hiking magnificent scenery, it was
time for a hot stone massage, one of Red Mountain's signature treatments.
Warmed rounded stones were placed on my body, and I was massaged with
juniper oil and later with the stones, I'm told, though they were so smooth
I assumed they were my masseur's hands.
A delightful coffeehouse, Xetava Gardens, located about
five miles away in Kayenta, just west of the town of St. George, is a
destination for bike trips (or a short drive). Rounded inside in the style
of a Navajo "hogan" dwelling with stools of rough-hewn wood, it was built by
artist/designer Daniel Pettegrew in 1999, and houses a collection of books
on the Southwest and spiritiuality, home and garden furnishings, and cactus
plants. The cafe hosts monthly art and cultural events. S galley which sold
a variety of quality local crafts and pottery studio were next door.
One night, I joined a drumming circle. We played a
multicultural array of instrumemts, from a gourd drum made by Taos Pueblo
Indians, bells from Tibet, and rattles, including a long one filled with
tiny seeds that sounded like the sea when you tilted it. Our group of mostly
middle-aged women began with a steady rhythmic "heartbeat" sound, and soon
was whooping it up in a Dionysian din.
Over 50 fitness classes are offered weekly at Red
Mountain, from cardiovascular workouts to muscle strengthening. But I can't
see spending time inside when magnificent scenery beckons, I gave them short
shrift. When I wasn't hiking, I strolled the grounds landscaped with
waterfalls, cacti and roses, where our terra cotta-colored lodgings blended
with our desert surroundings.
Las Vegas is the closest big-city airport near Red
Mountain, which is a little over two hours northeast of Sin City. The
surreal skyline -- a faux Eiffel Tower, Egyptian pyramid, and New York
skyline -- and crass commercialism couldn't be a more startling contrast to
the awe-inspiring natural wonders further north.
"It's detox, retox," Evans noted. But Vegas does have
one thing Red Mountain lacks -- liquor -- so if a glass of wine with dinner
is crucial to your quality of life, you're out of luck unless you stock up
beforehand. Note to Red Mountain management: get that liquor license pronto.
IF YOU GO:
Red Mountain Resort & Spa
www.redmountainspa.com
435-673-4905
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