Broke camp in the morning, on our way out the park we went exploring in a pretty little (box) canyon that Weasel had seen the day before on a sunset GPS trek with the girl. I did not go in all the way back, I was feeling a bit broken... but I explored the front bit and enjoyed the brilliant luminescent effects of the early morning sunlight on the ancient red rock.
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| Fine, fine sand. |
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| Glimpse of the world outside |
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| Narrower and narrower, until in the end the only way further was up. |
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Found the tracks of a predator big cat (fairly sure this was a mountain lion),
tracked it's path through the canyon and where it went up and away. |
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| Sitting where the mountain lion had been a few hours before. |
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| More wildlife! |
After this little excursion, we drove towards Salt Lake City. Gina was my co-pilot for the trip, and was telling me all about Mormon culture as we drove along. The world of Southern Utah, driving up to Salt Lake City was rather bleak at times, very isolated and for the most part, not suitable for any kind of agriculture or human habitation. I enjoyed it nevertheless, a wonderful, hostile but beautiful country. We drove straight through to the Weasel home, not making any "tourist" stops along the way.
My car lights were still malfunctioning so I called National when I arrived in Salt Lake City. They offered me another car: I would have to drive to the airport to exchange the Kia for another, similar car.
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