Like every other U.S. national park (and unlike Canadian parks), Bryce Canyon tries to make life tough for dogs and bicycles. You can’t walk a Golden Retriever on a leash on a trail anywhere in the park, even on paved trails at overlooks. In theory you can ride a bike from overlook to overlook but there are no racks in which to park or lock them (the National Park Service did get up enough energy to put fancy “no bikes” signs on all the paved trails to the overlooks so you can’t keep your bike with you). Needless to say there are no trails specifically built for bikes or trails on which mountain bikes are allowed. Basically the park is set up for driving SUVs or putting on a pack and hiking in without a dog.
Sound like a paradise for Sierra Club members? Sure, as long as they love the smell of jet fuel in the morning. I enjoyed a sightseeing ride in a turbine-powered Bell JetRanger this morning. We screamed down into the canyon at 70 knots, perhaps 500′ over the tops of the trails and less than that over the tops of the hoodoos, well below the rim of the canyon. I must come back on Monday morning and buzz the place in the Diamond Star before proceeding onward to Salt Lake City.