The sky is blue, no clouds in sight, and the weather is semi-warm. Time to head south. Needing an adventure, Chef Comte and I set out toward the land of the goblins. We pack a light, healthy lunch, stow our current choice of books (just in case we want to relax and read in the warm, dessert heat), grab sunscreen, and set off.
The sky is blue, no clouds in sight, and the weather is semi-warm. Time to head south.
Chef Comte and I are all about adventures, since our first adventure day trip to Bear Lake. We can honestly say our Adventure Days don’t turn out as well as planned. Maybe we could have planned well. Maybe we should have checked the oil before we left. Maybe we could have taken sunscreen. There’s always something. But we always try to make the best of an unexpected situation. And later, because of the little detours, we have a good story to tell, or at least something good to show for it.
Since its early April, snow spots the landscape before, to the side, and behind our path. As we drive farther south, the sun seeps through the winter leftovers and shines warmth in our car windows.
To entertain ourselves, Chef Comte and I sing—not just any songs—these are the made-up musical lyrics to our creative works, such as “Road Rage,” featuring a love story that takes place on a long journey. We also play word games, talk of dreams, and stare out the windows, dreaming some more. We are happy and excited for this much needed escape from the everyday mundane.
We continue driving, looking for a safe and legal turnaround.
Side note: Some of the best adventure days are adventures because of the little detours that lead to experiences you wouldn’t have had if you stayed only on the planned route.
Another five miles later, Chef Comte exits the highway and begins the trek back to the right turnoff.
And then, I have to pee.
Can I hold it? Do I really need to pee? Is there a rest stop close by? How long will our pitstop detain us from the valley of the goblins? I just want to get to Goblin Valley!