southern utah trip, day one.

judd and i ventured to southern utah for cowboy ramble + magnolia electric company + band of annuals. 

well, that was our excuse.

we mainly wanted to check out some serious utah history and natural landmarks. we thought it would be a beautiful way to say goodbye to this lovely state. and one of the best parts was that i didn't have to drive...

a few miles from scipio we spotted a dark cloud. turns out, it was a controlled burn. but it actually appeared to be not so much controlled as just burning.

we stopped @... scipio... stop... to satisfy some weird cravings, including chocolate donettes, cheetos, coke(ca cola, by the way), and salt and vinegar potato chips.

one of the most beautiful parts of traveling through rural areas are moments like these: (rust, overgrown farm equipment, abandoned or maybe not...)

our utah history started early with this seagull-infested field. i imagined them eating mormon crickets.

we arrived @ the venue for cowboy ramble, BOA, and the electric co (seriously, the photo below is the backdrop for the show). judd and i immediately set out into the outback to explore what turned out to be an enormous court for frisbee golf... but still... beautiful. aside from the markers for the frolf game, it did feel like we were in BLOOD MERIDIAN. i kept waiting to be beheaded.

this redrock, cormac mccarthy-esque backdrop was the perfect setting for haunting bluegrass and storms rolling in. during the concert i wanted to know how far back over the hills the music could be heard, but i didn't want to get eaten or scalped, so i didn't venture out.

people just leave this stuff around? what is this? is this a handcart? 

whatever it was, i took about a million pictures.

ah, the moment has arrived. BOA live in the desert.

when it was time to sleep, we all returned to this little shantytown built next door to david williams's house, in the backyard of his dear friend (torrey, utah). 

here's mine and judd's tent. i named it Little Foot, because i thought it looked like a dinosaur. i'm really glad he was an eagle scout... it was my job to kick away rocks... and supervise... oh, and say "good job."