Road Trip, Day Ten

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[They kicked us out!  I guess it’s true what they say, guests, like dead fish, can begin to stink if they hang around too long.  But seriously, Jeanne and Ken were great hosts, we had a lovely time, but more of their family were arriving on this day (well, at least that’s what they told us?  😉  ).  So, we hit the road north . . .]

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[This was our first stop up I-15.  It’s actually the northern extension of Zion.  The ranger told us it’s actually better to drive through here in the afternoon because of the lighting. Boy, was he right – but we didn’t have an option.]

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[I found it somewhat amazing that after all this time in the West we didn’t know a single person at this overlook?  😉   ]

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[To a quick stop at Cedar City, home of Southern Utah University and the Utah Shakespeare Festival.]

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[In case you hadn’t noticed, out of Cedar City we’re heading toward snow-capped mountains and Provo.]

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[I shot out the side window for a while until we hit the mountainside “Y.”  If you can identify what the “Y” stands for you win a dry roasted lightly salted peanut.]

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[We drove around a bit in “Y” country, so by now you know we’re on the campus of . . . ]

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[Women . . . for rent?]

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[One could say the “air game” was born here.]

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[Amazing tectonic activity here!  As a geography major who also took Rocks 1 & 2 in college, I know the technical term for these rolling striated strata is “bread dough spun with a spatula.”]

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[The technical generic term is “water falls.”  The world nods in agreement for that choice of term.  This one specifically is Bridal Veil Falls, of some repute.]

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[This is all along scenic US Highway 189 between Provo and Heber City.]

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[And this is where we ran across Bob’s place.  Robert “Sundance Kid” Redford, we just call him Bob, holds his annual Sundance Film Festival here.]

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[So, let’s go up and take a look around at Bob’s place.  Maybe he’ll be there?]

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[We had a good time looking around.  Unfortunately, Bob wasn’t there.  I left my card lest he need promotional advice in West Central Minnesota.]

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[Onward (east) toward Heber City.]

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[Past Deer Creek State Park . . . ]

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[Our first night layover.  You may recall we stopped in Green River, Utah, on the way out.  This one is in Wyoming, about the size of Alex and more than just a Subway for dining.]

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[Their museum featured a statue of John Wesley Powell, the intrepid one-armed explorer and surveyor, and outlaws of the area, including that Butch Cassidy Gang.]

The American girl makes a servant of her husband and then finds him contemptible for being a servant.  ~  John Steinbeck

Up next:  Day Eleven.

About tomobert63

The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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