from the PCC. Pretty cool to see them in Moab.
Tomorrow we're going hiking. They got here and found
that their reservations were at a place that was more
John Graham Shelter than Ritz-Carlton. So they madly
phoned and found a motel for tonight 30 miles back the
way they came. But they have a place in Moab for Sun
and Mon. Michelle wants everyone to know that, even
though she made the biggest stink there's at least one
other voyager who silently backs her up (only initials
please: SdG).
I rented a mountain bike this morning and rode Slick
Rock. Well, not the whole 10.2 miles. I crawled the
last 2. And walked many of the ups. The area is a
100 square mile sand dune which petrefied into rock
sometime in the distant past. No trees, very little
vegetation. Just hills of sandstone and a small patch
of sand here and there. I felt ok on the downs, even
the steepest, but going up the other sides, in
addition to being stamina sapping, there was always
the chance of tipping over backwards. I'm hurting
tonight but I did it.
Lots of souped up 4 wheel drive vehicles also parade
around the area. Their designated paths cross the
biking trails. They are pretty fun to watch as they
crawl up and down nauseatingly steep hills. I would
have taken pics but I didn't have the strength to
reach around the back of my biking jersey to get the
camera.
There's an old uranium processing plant just outside
Moab. The Department of Energy has closed it up by
burying it in hunderds of thousands of tons of sand.
And now, because of leeching by the Colorado River and
the discovery of deformed frogs, the DOE is going to
truck the whole thing to a different place. Your tax
dollars at work.
There's a full moon tonight and it is warm. I've got
the door open. The RV park is pleasingly quiet for so
many camping here.
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