Red Cliffs Lodge

Red Cliffs Lodge Along the Colorado River

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.

Sand Island Petroglyphs

Sand Island Petroglyphs, Bluff City Utah, Established 600 AD

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. 

Mile 13 on Utah 163

Mile 13 on Utah 163 – Conveniently Marked

This iconic view has been used in many movies. Most iconiclly, at the end of the running sequence in Forest Gump and as the movie poster for Thelma and Louise. You are looking south at the northern extreme of Monument Valley. There were plenty of other people at the top of this rise, including friends of the motorcyclists that is approaching. I have no idea why there is a turnout at the bottom of the hill. Maybe, it for people who missed the shot to turnaround? There is a parking lot just behind me, but we just pulled off onto the shoulder.

We bicycled in Forest Park again today. It being Monday, the bike path was not very crowded, at least compared to the weekend. We detoured from our normal route and took the little loop that goes through Kennedy Forest. Much of that path has been repaved, giving us asphalt that is as smooth as glass. We thought that all work had been completed, but we bumped into a work crew and had to walk our bikes around them. A brook has been installed in the forest. This addition of water will be a big boon to birds in the area. In other news, the city and the Civil War museum reached an agreement about the disposition of the Confederate War memorial. Basically, the museum is going to get the memorial. A crane and work crew were busily dismantling the memorial when we passed by it. Two TV news trucks were also in attendance. 

Double Arch

Anne at Double Arch

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. 

Navajo Loop Trail

Anne on Wall Street, Bryce

Our first hike down into Bryce Canyon and then back up again was on the Navajo Loop Trail. It is the most popular hiking trail in the park. It begins and ends with switchbacks, but in-between, you walk among the hoodoos. The most famous section of the trail is known as Wall Street, where the rock walls close in and you are left in your own little world.  

Anne and I bicycled today. Just a turn around Forest Park. Her rear derailleur may need some additional adjustments, since there was a little bit of rattling going on with the chain. It was a beautiful day, with pleasant temperatures in the seventies and low humidity for a change. Consequently, the park was mobbed. There was a huge backup on the highway of cars trying to get into the park, but the bike path wasn’t too bad.

Horseshoe Bend, Page AZ

Horseshoe Bend, Page AZ

There is more than one Horseshoe Bend. There is more than one of them on the Colorado. Jane tried to get us to visit Horseshoe Bend State Park in Utah, but time did not permit. This one is just a few miles downstream from the Glen Canyon Dam. It was hot that day. Not the blistering heat that the southwest has experienced since, but still plenty hot. It is about a half-mile hike from the parking lot to this view and there was almost no shade. An elderly woman had collapsed along the trail and was receiving medical attention, while we were there. Still it is a gorgeously beautiful sight and I’m glad we went there. OBTW, that white speck in the middle of the river, in the lower left-hand corner of the photo is the wash from a speedboat. It is a long way down, but gives scale. 

I finished up the Zen of bicycle maintenance today, getting Anne’s bike all ship-shape for the summer, but before that I took my bike for a little test ride in the park. It felt good to be back on the bike and to also be riding in Forest Park. It has been way too long since the last time. The road work in the southwest corner of the park looks like it is almost complete, sprucing up a neglected corner of the park. The only other new thing that I noticed in my absence was the work underway to remove the Confederate memorial. Work has been suspended pending a court ruling, but fencing had been erected around the memorial, at some distance. I guess to keep protesters back, but I didn’t see anyone. The court case revolves around the question of ownership of the memorial. The city thought that it owned it, but the Civil War museum at Jefferson Barracks claims that they own it. Jefferson Barracks was a Union Civil War camp, but is now a national cemetery. I say, let the lawyers fight it out and leave the soldiers alone.