I've traveled through this canyon countless times, and some of my earliest memories are tied to it—like watching stars from the back window of our car on late-night drives. Our family's weekly routine was a grand circle: a trip down I-15 to visit my grandparents in Provo, continuing on through Provo Canyon to see the others in Heber and back down Parleys to Salt Lake. A journey we made sometimes twice a week. This familiar route has always felt like a mix of comfort and adventure.
I've traveled through this canyon countless times, and some of my earliest memories are tied to it—like watching stars from the back window of our car on late-night drives. Our family's weekly routine was a grand circle: a trip down I-15 to visit my grandparents in Provo, continuing on through Provo Canyon to see the others in Heber and back down Parleys to Salt Lake. A journey we made sometimes twice a week. This familiar route has always felt like a mix of comfort and adventure.
