On our last night in Moab, after canoeing the Colorado River, we dined out at the Red Cliffs Lodge. As you can see from the view, it is quite aptly named. This is the view from the veranda, where we enjoyed dinner at sunset. Our canoe livery guy is the one who recommended this place to us. The lodge has been base camp for many famous westerns and is located along both the Colorado River and Utah 128, which arguably claims to be the second most scenic highway in America, after Route 1 in Big Sur, California.
At one of Anne’s home visits, she met a family that was planning on vacationing in Arches. Anne asked the student if they were also going to visit the next door neighbor, Canyonlands. The five-year-old sibling erupted with, “Candyland?” That’s right tike, the red rock candy mountains.
We arrived at Sand Island at about the time that the check engine light came on in the Prius. We were a little worried about it, but there wasn’t much we could do about it, so we went on with our day. At least the light wasn’t blinking. That would have been really bad. Sand Island is on BLM property. There is a boat launch, campground and about a hundred feet of rock wall covered in Anasazi petroglyphs. There is both figurative art and symbols. The nearby town of Bluff City, Utah boasts on its city limits sign, “Established 600 AD”.
Anne has been busy this week making home visits. She and the teacher that she will be long-term substituting for in the fall have set up appointments with as many of their students as they can. These home visits are something new to me. They certainly didn’t do this when our kids were in school. The idea of them is to give the students and the teacher a chance to meet each other, before school begins. These meetings are being conducted in the home. This sets them in a more neutral setting and gives the teacher a chance to meet the families too. Discipline is not much of a concern with these kids, but Anne can always tell them that she knows where they live.
We wanted to join the Team Kaldi’s ride this morning, but it left the De Mun shop at eight and we were still in bed at that time. So, we launched when we were good and ready, did a turn of Forest Park, which was marginally less crowded today, than it was yesterday and ended up at Kaldi’s for a little something. Call it second breakfast or call it an early lunch, just don’t call me late to the table. The sparrows on the patio were fierce. Anne had a Chai tea on ice and I had a regular latté. We shared a chocolate croissant from Companion and a Blueberry scone with Key Lime icing, sort of a Missouri Compromise. When we were on our way home, we crossed paths with the team ride at St. Mary’s. They were returning to Kaldi’s and we shouted our excuses, as feeble as they might be, as we passed each other.