Tuesday, June 16, 2009

good morning, no sunshine.

we began our next day in Torrey, Utah, with a trip to the Capitol for breakfast.
coffee all around.

i got the rainbow trout + bagel + fruit. when in southern utah, order the trout. it isn't a colloquialism yet, but it will be.

it was raining, and really early in the morning, and Cowboy Ramble didn't start till later that night. Judd and I decided to set out exploring the capital reef area. others around us were going to play frisbee golf, do some drugs, and/or just lay around.

(if any cops are reading this, or someone else's parents, no one did drugs).

more rotted out stuff. imagine all the prom-pregnancies that happened in the back of this sweet ride....

this truck, for some reason, wouldn't start. good thing, cuz i woulda done stolen it.

we found something called the NIELSEN MILL.  judd is a nielsen!
(his parents said: no relation. or at least: too far back to count).

i hope they aren't too related, because whoever insists on a lifeguard before someone goes swimming here can't have the strongest argument for a gene pool...

here's the mill. according to the sign, there's original equipment still inside.

it was pouring rain, but we were really having a blast.
good clean fun: ginger ale, water, and utah history!

next stop was a very very old settlement of Fruita. i think the rule in utah was whoever got here first had to have the stupidest town name... 

we stopped into a mormon handicraft store, and purchased this gourmet tomato-peach chutney. it is going to soon have a starring role on my tomato sugar blog in an entry to do with grilled cheese and havarti....

ok... another really dorky moment. i don't know why i confess this stuff on an international scale...

... but i found a rock resembling an ancient-egyptian headrest, and demonstrated how it worked. i was an anthropology major, and damn if those 4 years aren't already paying off.

here's judd, getting in on the relaxation rock:

so we finally got up and got around to entering capital reef national park. 
i couldn't believe it.
i think there really is something to not being ready to appreciate nature. i've been through redrock when i was little, and loved it, but just cuz it was cool and hot and i might see a lizard and i pretended i was a lost injun. now, looking around, i kept almost crying because of how weird this stuff is, and it makes me so so dizzy to think about.

like this rock. you can see the indents made my millions of years of rain (or, i guess, 6,000 depending on what book you read):



it's like the recent trips to dinosaur museums i've been taking:
when you're a little kid, everything is big to you; trucks, grownups, buildings, tables. and then you take a field trip to the dinosaur museum and you think, oh yeah, those are big too. then a couple of months ago i walked into a dinosaur museum and i though, wow, dinosaurs are REALLY big. i had no idea. seriously, adults, go look at a dinosaur right now (well, the bones). they were HUGE.

and, what?

nicknames i have for judd: red squirrel, red panda, ginger, gingie, ginger face...

probably my favorite picture from the trip.

a pioneer wall-- carvings of those who came before us. the ones above these had a lot more dates, but note under elmer huntsman: october 5 1883.

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1 comments:

B. said...

That no swimming sign is about as good as it gets.