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Monday, May 2nd - We visited with Lem�s kids, grandkids, and girlfriend, ex girlfriends, ex-wives, and others. Then we filled our water tank with well water and hit the road heading south through Capital Reef National Park. This is a beautiful drive and we stopped a lot along the way marveling at the formations of rock left behind by a glacier created 25,000 years ago. We made our way through the park and turned north. We took a turnoff of about 9 miles off the highway to see a Utah State Park named the Valley of the Goblins. You can see by the pictures this is a fun place to see. Your imagination runs amuck with the images these rock formations create. So we spent a fairly short time here, dumped our tanks at the campground and left for hwy 128 heading south off I-70. This drive took about another 1-� hours. We got to 128 and heading south along the Colorado River, we found a campground run by the BLM. It sits right on the river, with tall red rock cliffs on the other side. There are only 3 people in the park. Cost us $5.00 for the night. That�s with the golden age pass. Normally, it�s $10. |
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Tuesday, May 3rd - Waking up the next morning we realized it was the first full night sleep we�d had since we left, and it did feel good. We had gone to sleep last night before 11:00pm anyway. So we get up and read, wrote some, eat, shower, and go out for a walk around the camping area. We stopped and talked to a man that was camping there. He had a trailer with about 30 bikes on it, but was all alone. While talking, we asked about all the bikes. He was from Aspen, and they had a group of high school kids taking a one-week trip down the Colorado, and they were to meet him at this particular campground, and from there take a bike trail ride. Another school experience for us! Are you seeing a pattern here? Well, we bid Wabs, yes, that�s his name who owns the Red Onion in Aspen, goodbye. We head south on 128 towards Moab. There were many tight turns on this highway. It�s due to it running along with the Colorado River. The canyon is magnificent with its shear red cliffs standing straight as soldiers. We drove slowly, taking in the view, and stopping at several turnouts. At one of these a lady on a bike going uphill, asked if we had any Advil in that thing, meaning the bus? I said I didn�t know if we had Advil, but I thought we�d have some aspirin at least. She said, �no Advil? It�s the drug of our generation�! About that time Patty had gone into Ol School to look, and actually found some sample packets of Advil we�d been given at one of the races we attended. So we gave them to her and chatted for a moment and it turns out she is a soon to be retired high school teacher from Boulder Colorado, and is there with a group of kids on a bike tour. The pattern continues. |
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