Goodness, it’s hard to believe how long it’s been since my last post! Mostly, I can attribute that to poor internet service but to be truthful, I’ve just been too lazy to write. No excuses today.
We spent a wonderful day in Logan, UT with our oldest granddaughter Jordan. She cleared up our understanding of her summer internship with the Utah Festival Opera and Music Theatre. Since she graduated in December with a degree in Technical Theater, she’s glad to have the opportunity to work in her field. The Festival has four productions going on simultaneously and Jordan helps in costuming. Before the shows opened, she was busy with fittings and alterations but once they were underway, she said cleaning and mending were the biggest things. She also is responsible to dressing and costume changes for a particular actor, as I understand. She can correct me if I’m wrong! I can’t imagine setting up for one show one night, then tearing down and setting up for another a day or so later, since all four shows run each week!
Since Logan is just north of Salt Lake City, deep in Mormon territory, we saw Mormon tabernacles and temples everywhere. Some looked like the churches of other denominations we are used to seeing but the most impressive was this one set high on a hill overlooking the town.
We left Logan on Tuesday morning and drove south through Salt Lake City. Since we had a schedule to meet (really unusual for us), we didn’t take time to drive closer and get a good picture of the Great Salt Lake or the Tabernacle. The drive took us on Highway 6 through Price, where we spent the night, and on to Moab. The scenery all the way was ever changing and beautiful.
Close to Moab we found Arches National Park and WOW! Around every corner was another formation that caught our attention/took our breath away. Since it was 105 degrees that afternoon and we hadn’t really come prepared for hiking the distances it took to get to some of the arches for which the park is named, we missed out on some of the most spectacular arches. But arches aren’t the only thing to see! Being old dune buggy rats, the petrified sand dunes looked real enough to bring back memories of the sand dunes in Oklahoma.
Of course, other formations caught our eye as well.
I caught this one just for the blog.
And of course, at least one arch!
The sign shows the arch in much more detail, so I included it. 70 some of the arches have fallen in the last several years, so if you want to see their beauty, time’s a-wastin’!
I wasn’t aware of the uranium history of the Moab area until we went to dinner at the Sunset Grill.
The restaurant sits high on a bluff above the town of Moab and was once the home of uranium baron Charlie Steen. Mr. Steen was the first to see the value in the Moab valley’s uranium stores. Food and service were excellent and the entrance road, though steep and winding, was newly paved and easily climbed by our little PT Cruiser.
Next morning we were on our way to colorful(?) Colorado. Brown is a color, I guess! More on that later!