Getting cold at night. Have been resting up a few days. Seen so many rock arches obsessively looking for the next arch. Pine Tree Arch. Tunnel Arch. Skyline Arch. Broken Arch. Tapestry Arch. Hundreds. Someone named each arch. After a while I suppose it gets more difficult to find a name not in use. Kind of like pharmecuiticals. When we run out of drug names we invent words.
Don’t you hate it when a fly lands on the lip of your coffee cup? Does it make you stop drinking or do you sip from the side the fly didn’t tap dance on?
I saw Martian at theatre in Moab. Hoping to see some Hollywood aliens. nope. Liked the movie. The UFO from Nine Mile Canyon still haunts.
I look around and everyone is with someone. Families and couples everywhere. Single men and women seem non-existent. Only singles I’ve met on this trip are hunters and fishermen. Even the artists were paired up. At least I have JP and GG. Actually, those dogs are the best people I know.