UTAH SPEED TRAPS

UTAH’S SPEED TRAPS

Can you believe it, I’m actually doing another update on the same day. First, I need to explain my heading for this update. We discovered that Utah, being a large state with a LOT of unpopulated area, has a very unique (well, at least to me) way of controlling speeders. More than once we encountered a squad car sitting in a conspicuous area. Granted, since we could spot it quite easily, Mike doublechecked to make certain he was not speeding. As we approached the car we noticed that the officer sitting behind the wheel was not moving. No wonder, he was a dummy. We laughed so hard, we couldn't resist capturing one of them on film. Hey! That was clever, wasn’t it…”capturing.” Sometimes I just can’t help myself.

From the beginning of this journey it has been my hope that we would encounter all sorts of wildlife. Granted, spotting the bighorn sheep ranks at the top of my excitement chart, but I must admit that for the most part I have been disappointed. The most abundant wildlife we've seen has been the darned raven. They are EVERYWHERE. No wonder old Edgar Allan was afraid of them. They must have scared off all the other wildlife. We did manage to see a few mule deer (whooppee!), chipmunks (another whooppee!), and jackrabbits (oh yeah, BIG whooppee!). Oh yes, I almost forgot, we saw cows too. Need I say more?

Ok, a highlight. Mike, Glenn, Jalene, and I set out on a “strenuous” hike in Zion National Park one day. I figured as long as we went at a steady pace I should be able to manage it. Well, strenuous is not quite the right adjective to describe our precipitous ascent up the mountain (850 feet). The trail kept getting narrrower, rockier, and steeper, but we trekked on. I could handle the rock steps, the extremely narrow area that could handle only one person at a time, and even the area that was one step away from the edge and you had to hug the rock and hang onto a chain, but when the needlelike path continued on around a bend without a chain, I turned to Mike and said, "I've seen enough." We turned and headed back down, but the Carters showed us up and continued on. Well, Mike and I enjoyed our lunch on a nice overlook on the way back down, thank you very much.

While in Zion, I had read about Grafton, a ghost town where they had filmed the bicycling scene for Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. The book in which I had read about Grafton painted a wonderful picture of traveling for 9 miles on a byway (dirt road) and viewing a rock formation that was not seen from other roadways (as in paved). Well, we set out, never found the rock formation, and almost went right by the ghost town (road signs were not a big factor in this adventure), and the town was somewhat of a disappointment. Sadly, funds for restoring must have run out long ago. However, getting to walk into a home that was over 100 years old was sort of cool.

Our next stop along the way was a small town by the name of Kanab, UT. We only stayed a couple of days but managed a couple of road trips. One was along some back roads where we happened upon an adorable donkey who must spend his days standing by the fence waiting for people to notice how cute he is, stop, feed, and pet him. I'll post a picture of him. Our other road trip was to the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. WOW!!

Mike nor I had ever seen THE CANYON, except from an airplane. What an experience. There are not enough superlatives to describe the vastness and beauty of it all. If you’ve been there, you know exactly what I’m talking about. We spent the day just driving and stopping along the way to enjoy the view. We were lucky enough to be able to tour the lodge also, as they had closed for the season the day before, but were there cleaning. It is quite magnificent with all the beautiful old log construction. It all made for a perfect day topped off with a small snow storm as we left the park.

From Kanab, we headed to Page, AZ for three days. I hate repeating myself, but once again everything we had heard about Page and Lake Powell lived up to its reputation. The lake is the most amazing blue I’ve ever seen, and with the surrounding rocks, and mountains, it’s indescribable.

We toured Glen Canyon Dam, which is the second largest in America, with Hoover being the largest. We’ve never been to Hoover Dam, but we were certainly impressed with Glen Canyon. Once again, the enormity of such an undertaking back in 1956 is mind boggling. Of course, OSHA wasn’t founded until 1970, so maybe the safety restrictions being more lax makes it even more of an amazing accomplishment. We lucked out with our guide, Rachel. She made the tour a lot more interesting than it may have been otherwise. She was quite knowledgeable and articulate. We were so mpressed with her, we decided to submit a critique of her skills to management in hopes of getting her a raise, or at least a bonus.

I’ll wrap this blog up with a brief description of our raft tour of Glen Canyon. Again, we ended up with a fantastic guide. Because Papa John truly loved his job, he made our 4 hour ride on the Colorado River enjoyable and memorable. This was not a “white water” trip, but more like a float down the river and around mesmerizing bends. One of the more interesting highlights was rafting around Horseshoe Bend, which we had happened to hike from the top the day before. If our backs and rears hadn’t gotten so numb, we could have stayed on the raft indefinitely. Magnificent!

Next stop, Sedona, AZ…