Yesterday:
Sunday morning in Moab. The Moab Diner isn't open,
or anywhere else breakfasty, but you can still get a venti soy latte at Starbucks in the City Market. God bless America.
A tumbleweed actually blew across my path. On a trail in Canyonlands National Park. Yee haw.
A deer, two hares, some chipmunk-squirrel creatures, a large rodent and numerous small gekkos also threw themselves at my car wheels. They all gambled and won. I think.
I wet my knickers and spent the day smelling like a 3 year old/93 year old with toilet training issues. Didn't make it to the 'restroom' in time - got into the stall then trapped myself in a buttons-belt-medical pump skirmish. Considered taking my wet knickers off (soaked enough to require intense toilet paper dabbing) then realised I haven't yet sewn up the hole on the backside, so it was a choice between showing the world my ass or staying downwind of any passers-by. It happens, get over it.
Watched the sun set over The Needles (part of the Canyonlands park). For about two hours there was just me, then at the last minute an RV of German roadtrippers arrived and took the best spot. They had large cameras; I felt inferior. So I didn't stay downwind of them. They left.
Sasperilla, root beer or black cherry soda with lots of ice in a tall cup and a straw.
I'm wondering why I haven't caught the sun. Anything to do with the factor 50 I'm using?
Have booked a room in a "farmhouse alternative to a motel" that makes its own blueberry jam and serves up "hearty country-style breakfasts, all-in". It's in Tropic, just outside Bryce Canyon National Park.
I get to drive route 24 through Capitol Reef National Park plus route 12 scenic highway. Depending on who you believe, it'll take 5 hours and 18 minutes (Google maps) or 8 hours and three minutes (Tom Tom). That's without pit stops and pulling over to gasp in delight at natural landforms.
I have not experienced any trouble with the Utah Police today and expect none tomorrow.
I can drive.
