Archive | August, 2012

Corner of Arizona

31 Aug


What a tease driving through the corner of Arizona … Needs some more exploring for sure


Zion National Park

31 Aug

We drove through Zion National Park which was a pretty rock star sort of place. Would be fun to get lost there for a few days but they were dog discriminatory so we were restricted to the car. From Zion we drove south on highway 15 to leave Utah and briefly enter and exit Arizona (which incidentally turned out to be a rad drive).


Sand Dunes

31 Aug

We climbed the coral dunes in the daylight and marveled at how exotic this landscape was. Kudos to the topographical diversity of America. Wow!! G tried to roll down the hill and got a mouth full of sand trying to amuse me.



Animal foot prints

30 Aug

In the morning we woke up in the desert and found we were surrounded in little animal tracks that had been busy all night. I love that the ground is a critter playground even if there is only evidence left in the soft desert sand.


Coral Pink Sand dunes

29 Aug

Waking up at Calves Creek we took a hike that felt something like a Gilligans Island theme song, we ended up with a round trip of about 4 hours. The hike took the three of us through the heart of these gorgeous canyons, the desert heat was such a strong contrast after freezing our buns off in Yellowstone. One of the canyon walls had pictographs (drawings instead of carvings) that dated back over 800 years. Very neat. When Yogi started getting too toasty we took him to the creek where he would voluntarily wade in (this is big for a usually water phobic dog) and do the swim and drink at the same time. The hike ended at a 120ft waterfall that was something like a private paradise. After the hike we had another really tasty, really gourmet lunch in Boulder (crazy cute hippy towns??). We drove the rest of the best highway ever and I had that funny feeling that I could never see enough. You know what you start exploring and only then realize how much more there is to explore. Every canyon valley had its own little world that I want to know.
We stopped in some hodunk little towns on the way and wondered what life must be like there. The closest town over 1,000 people was a few hours away. We arrived at a park called “coral pink sand dunes” at dusk and found ourselves even further in the desert. We had instant noodles as an exotic treat which required a large amount of tinfoil ingenuity. We kept our tent zipped because apparently scorpions and rattle snakes abounded on the silky red sand. We went on a walk after dinner and found ourselves under the nearly full moon on beautiful desert sand dunes. Delicate desert flowers smiled at us in full bloom of the full moon. The energy and excitement of being in this new place had us running up and down the hills yelping like coyotes. Yogi too.












Tractor in Motel parking lot

29 Aug


Southern Utah

29 Aug

We woke up alive from the motel and hit scenic route 24 and onto 12. We ate at a surprisingly delicious and gorgeous roadside cafe called “El Diablo” that made posh Brooklyn food look silly. The waitress recommended a campsite called Calves Creek near Boulder (Utah). The drive in was so so beautiful. The best yet. We drove through Bryce Canyon. Red walls with white stripes and checker board sides. The campsite we went to was on a pretty little stream which provided a lush little landscape in the midst of the desert red rock. We watched bats swoop in the fading lilac sky as warm drafts of desert air rustled our tent.





Drive in

28 Aug

The awesome drive in theater G brought me to for my birthday.



Birthday motel

28 Aug

On the 27th (my fabulous fabulous birthday) we woke up at bear lake and I lounged around like a queen while G packed the car and patted me on the head intermittedly to tell me how special and clever I am. We drove south. We stopped at a WholeFoods in Park City, Utah which was almost too much civilization to handle. Once we remembered how to wear shoes we went in and Guillaume bought me the most magnificent birthday feast breakfast including a generous selection of fruits, donuts and exotic coconut beverages. We then went to “Spring City” which G had diligently researched and was touted to be the 5th prettiest small town in America, and very mormon. Fun! Upon arriving things got a little hairy as the b&b planned was not as advertised (and all windows were sealed shut on account of painting) and the town was quite devoid of character. Coincidentally there was some convention in a nearby town so most everything was fully booked except for an extremely shady motel called “the iron horse”. Considering there were no other towns in a 3 hour radius and I was getting rather cranky driving with skunk dog in my personal space, we decided to embrace it. Three beers later it turned into a very happy occasion.



Deskunking Yogi

28 Aug

Deskunking Yogi in our motel bathtub was a pretty fun time for all parties except Yogi. However once he realized that the awkward substance being massaged into his fur ball self was delicious tomato sauce, he was more game.