My newest goal in life is to own a piece of the business that makes the orange barrels and cones that you see along the nation’s interstates. From one end of the country to the other. Nothing but orange and single lane traffic. I’d thought that road repair was something that we were thinking about doing (you know, to create jobs), not something that was already in progress. I guess I was wrong. I-70 from Columbus, Ohio all the way to western Kansas must be visible from space when the light is right. Just one long orange string.
But now we’re in Moab, Utah. The land of red rock and deep blue sky. And a whole lot of small lizards.
The “Windows” section of Arches is one of my favorite spots. Mother Nature has been very busy here over the last few million years or so. It takes a really long time to make an arch.
This image was shot just after sunrise this morning. Before all of the bus people arrived and clogged the place up. A national park, by the way, is no place to be between roughly 9:00 AM and 5:00 PM. Get there very early and leave early. Then return if you like for an hour or two before sunset. By that time, all of the buses have headed for dinner somewhere.
Better yet, come during December. You might even see some snow. And no buses.