Anyway, Ken Cannon and I returned from a weekend in and around Capitol Reef where we were surrounded by aging Baby Boomers on motorcycles and so forth, making one last grab at Youth trotting out the front door.
But whatever. The park was great, and we packed a heap of living into a few days. Because you never know. MAYBE WE ONLY HAVE A FEW DAYS LEFT AT THIS STAGE. But again, whatever. We hiked and drove the Burr Trail, as well as an offered trail through Cathedral Valley where we ate a lunch at the foot of the Temple of the Sun. We also forded the Fremont River (okay, fine! It was like six inches deep!) and took a ferry across Lake Powell.
And then we ate pie at the Sunglo Cafe in Bicknell--Pinto Bean with all the whipped cream a fat boy could want.
It's good to get away.
5 comments:
You had me at viagra. And pie. It is nice to get away.
I want to try that pie. Sounds like a great vacation.
that sounds perfect, how do I get there?
6 inches? I would be surprised if your fording was more than 2.
I'm glad you guys had a great time!
My favourite phrase to date: "Pinto Bean with all the whipped cream a fat boy could want."
Keep writing Ann because you breathe
air into our lungs.
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