Time to Panic?


Here's a fun game to play in Arches: it's called "spot the cock" in the formations. I spy two in this picture. How many can you see? Invite all your friends and family to play this totally reverent and mature game!


We've been offline for a few days as we drove through various national parks-- Bryce, Arches, Capitol Reef, and several national forests. Red rock morphed into brown desert, into the Colorado River surrounded by green and grey tree-topped cliffs. It's so trite to say, but America's so beautiful, and so varied, even just across the three states we've been in. 


Adam spies pictograms in Capitol Reef National Park. 


We camped in a couple of different dispersed camping spots. One, by a creek and on top of about ten billion ant hills and gravel. The other, just next to the Colorado River, with warm gusts of wind and a preponderance of bunnies. It's likely evident which I preferred. Adam took some drone footage there, which hopefully he'll have edited soon. It was my favorite place we've stayed so far. 

However, when we woke up in that picturesque spot, Adam realized a few things in quick succession: our sponge was gone in the night, either pitched out with the dishwater or stolen by an animal. Our dish washing station had a leak in it. The CV boot on our front wheel was broken. Our trusty water jug had a leak. And also, when we stopped to refill somewhere in Colorado, the station inexplicably filled our tank up past capacity? We're still not really sure what happened there. Anyway, shit starting going weird. 


This is what our life looks like right now. Please note the Samurai sword in front of the TV. 


So we hightailed it to Boulder, to get settled, to get the car fixed, to run errands, etc. Boulder is cute. We're staying in this Airbnb that I'm pretty sure is someone's dorm room. The bed is super comfortable, though. So. If you ignore the samurai sword, it's basically a palace.