Bustin’ Crust in Canyon Rim

Moab was a mob scene.   Overrun with rental RVs and foreign dialects who appear to struggle with our frustrating systems even more than I do, like the annoying recorded voice at the self-checkout line announcing “Unexpected item in the bagging area.”  Everywhere I went, there were crowds of tourists attempting to cross off two out of five of Utah’s “Big Five National Parks” in one town.   I had to wait in line for everything from grocery shopping to pedestrian stopping.  Yet I couldn’t leave.  I was a held captive by a rig full of exploding gear. Continue reading

GPS: “Turn Right and Go Off Road.”

I haven’t seen my friend Ethel (aka Lynne from WinnieViews) since we said goodbye and went our separate directions, blowing out of Big Bend in 25mph winds last March. Lynne spent the summer liquidating a garage full of gadgets (they don’t call her “Gadget Girl” for nothing!) becoming a Craig’s List and ebay mogul while preparing for full timing, while I took off on The Amazing Race around the Olympic Peninsula. We agreed when we both ended up in the same state, we would reunite for more “Lucy and Ethel Adventures.” Only now, being in Southern Utah, somehow the theme seemed to morph into more “Thelma and Louise!” Continue reading