It’s Friday by the calendar and Central Daylight Time by my watch, and the tale of the trip now has to be written as history since we have arrived in Houston.
But I promised a travel blog, so here’s how the trip went along.
We left Orem about mid-morning and left the interstate for a shortcut to Albuquerque that looked like it might be more interesting. I’ll say! I’d recommend that route to anyone.
Very soon we stopped to marvel at the panorama of distance and scale where the railroad came through the nearest mountain by way of a pair of tunnels (I guess there are two so trains can go both ways at once, maybe) and curved off around the next mountain and out of sight. The scene was so monumental that I could only capture a part of it which turns out to not have any of the train OR its tracks in evidence. I’m constantly amazed at how much more the eye can comprehend than a camera can capture without specialized equipment. Anyway, there were very impressive distances involved.
As we drove on toward Price, Utah, we saw geological marvels at nearly every milepost. These pictures are of only a few.
I have a closeup shot of the bluff on the left side of this pass that shows a flag planted at the top, but I took it out to save room for other pictures like the three it takes to tell you about the cliff with the interesting “pulpit” at its near end.
As we passed, it turned out to not be what we expected. Look for yourself:
And, finally, it shows it is a wall-like formation instead of a cliff.
All of this and we were not yet to Price. In fact, it was still only a little after 11 a.m. MDT.
However, it is now 10:30 p.m. CDT and I am going to bed to write more tomorrow.