And just like that! It was over.
Sunday, August 2, 2020
Trail through Time
After Jim finished Great Basin National Park, he was like a marathoner heading for home. No planned stops or dawdling, even though were were still a week ahead of schedule. I didn't understand it, but I do now. It was time. Everyone had pretty much taken as much as we could. I managed to sneak in a small hike called the Trail of Time near the Utah/Colorado boarder. I was excited to see real dinosaur bones in the wild. It turns out that paleontology isn't my calling. Dinosaur bones in the wild look a lot like rocks. But the hike was a nice break from driving.
The kids were responsible for cleaning the windshield on the RV at gas stations. I'm not saying it was super clean when they were done. But the bugs got a presoak and they had to move a bit.
Ghost Rock
Internet connection and phone service was constantly a concern when Jim was working. We had learned, at this point, that if Jim had an important phone meeting, we should stop and stay in one place that has good service until it was over. So it was, we found ourselves at a rest stop on I70 in Utah on top of a gorgeous rise, wandering around Ghost Rock while Jim sat in the RV and talked to coworkers.
It was really really interesting sandstone. Very weird erosion.
I don't have a picture of the entire Ghost Rock, but this was the view from our rest stop and the sister rock over there looks a lot like ours.
I'm just going to stop here and tell you about driving on I70 in eastern Utah. It is incredible. Each and every time you come over a rise, the view is weird, amazing, magnificent, huge, and different from what you just saw. White rock, red rock, canyons, mesas, desert, trees, pillars...Its incredible and just as jaw dropping as any National Park I've ever been too. Miles and miles and miles.
Anyway, the kids and I enjoyed this cool, pockmarked and holey rock for half an hour or so.
Laura picked up a hand-sized rock and ground a hole through it. It was cool for about 2 minutes until it broke apart.
fyi - Adam and I wear the same size shoes now.
I think its called Ghost Rock because of how it looks from far away. But I see tons of ghostly faces in these holes.
On the way home...
No.
Lazy bones
We stopped at an interesting RV park on the way home. There were random animals there, but no mention of it on the website or in the paperwork they give you. The other RVers were interesting also, a little bit questionable, but not scary. Either way, it was memorable.
Every RV playground uses tires. Why?
Salt flats and sand dunes all over the place
There are more salt flats in this world that I realized. I think this is somewhere in Utah somewhere?
Bonus: you can see the duct tape holding the walmart handheld mirror that we used to replace the one I broke earlier in the trip. Its also super duper glued, so the flapping tape wasn't really worrisome.
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