So we went with the High Priests Group to Nine Mile Canyon to look at the petroglyphs or pictographs or whatever they are. Chris went along because he needs the hours to get his license (40 hours in all). The rock art was way cool.
So here is Chris driving. We were thinking four, maybe five hours on the road. Our destination was out near Price, we would have lunch at a picnic spot and come straight home.
But John thought we should take a short cut via Argyle Road back to Soldiers Summit. Only ten miles. So we drove ten miles on a graded but unpaved road that wasn't too bad. But then we started to go uphill. But then it clouded over. But then it started to rain. But then we drove ten more miles through slippery clay mud--uphill, in the rain, with lightning and thunder, with a ravine on one side and a ditch on the other, and water of indeterminate depth in the bottom of every little dip--that is,
Chris drove ten more miles, very competently, under those conditions. But then it went even more uphill, and it started to sleet. We didn't dare stop because we couldn't have gotten going again. So we came out on top of the mountain onto some paved road between Price and Duchesne (the road was littered with rocks fallen from the roadside cliffs during the storm). We made it home about 6pm.
John said, after coming home and checking with Teh Google, that there are
two roads between Nine Mile Canyon and whatever mountain road to Duchesne we eventually came out on, and the little map he was using showed the wrong one. Or something.
Chris is an
excellent driver.
I think Chris and John were trying to reenact the epic battle of the dinos (above). Not sure. Chris' tag (on facebook) for the photo below is "Pch. Those things were extinct like a hundred years ago, quit pulling my leg. Hold on..."
Dire wolf. The ultimate transformation ambition of werewolves everywhere.
John, mammoth, and tipi:
Utah's newest dinosaurs:
We feel a special affection for the Utahraptor:
Utahraptor, artist rendition. Possibly toy-maker's rendition.
So we went with the High Priests Group to Nine Mile Canyon to look at the petroglyphs or pictographs or whatever they are. Chris went along because he needs the hours to get his license (40 hours in all). The rock art was way cool.
So here is Chris driving. We were thinking four, maybe five hours on the road. Our destination was out near Price, we would have lunch at a picnic spot and come straight home.
But John thought we should take a short cut via Argyle Road back to Soldiers Summit. Only ten miles. So we drove ten miles on a graded but unpaved road that wasn't too bad. But then we started to go uphill. But then it clouded over. But then it started to rain. But then we drove ten more miles through slippery clay mud--uphill, in the rain, with lightning and thunder, with a ravine on one side and a ditch on the other, and water of indeterminate depth in the bottom of every little dip--that is, Chris drove ten more miles, very competently, under those conditions. But then it went even more uphill, and it started to sleet. We didn't dare stop because we couldn't have gotten going again. So we came out on top of the mountain onto some paved road between Price and Duchesne (the road was littered with rocks fallen from the roadside cliffs during the storm). We made it home about 6pm.
So thanks to everybody for coming to support Chris and his band. I think there were 20 people there from UK09. Despite a bad sound system and a very short set, it was a lot of fun.
Ethan was a little worried about the fire, I think. And at 28 years old, we almost need a bigger cake for all the candles.
