The first night we got here the campsite was completely full, which prompted us to get a hotel for the night. The next morning we were determined to get a spot so we woke up at 5 AM and drove in circles around the campsite until we saw a couple from Northern California who were nice enough to let us stake claim to their spot as they were getting up and packing to go home. After they left, we finished making camp between the beautiful and sublime red rocks of Zion National Park. Though beautiful, once the sun set behind the rocks, the temperature felt like it dropped 20 degrees and the wind speed rose 40 mph. The sound of the wind as we tried to sleep was enormous. It felt like the weight of our shivering bodies was the only thing that kept the tent from being ripped from the ground and taken by the wind. After our first night, the stakes that were meant to keep our tent on the ground, as well as the rocks that sat on top of them for extra stability, were ripped out of the ground and scattered across the campsite. Zion was the most amazing place to camp, but next time, we will definitely be bringing heavier duty stakes and blankets to combat the fierce wind and cold nights.