I was wildly ambitions to think that we would make it to St. George in Southern Utah today. That would have been a 12-hour drive. Instead, we stopped in Provo for dinner and stayed there. Today we made a point of taking more time. We started off with a good breakfast at a Bacon restaurant in Boise.
We also stopped in Glenn’s Ferry, Idaho to take some pictures. It was a sleepy looking farm town, but had some interesting shots.
I never thought about it before, but it isn’t surprising that there is a niche for an equine dentist. But here in the middle of nowhere (and it is the middle of nowhere) there is an Academy of Equine Dentistry.
We came across this little motel that has obviously been here for a while. What struck me, was the phone booth to cap off the picture.
On the way out of town, we saw these tractors all lined up. I had to give a go at getting an artistic shot.
Once we got into Utah, the Rockies loomed up, and they are spectacular! We saw snow-capped peaks and colorful, striated layers or rock uplifted by unimaginable forces over eons. We were in high desert plateau and it was magnificent. I felt as if some grand movie score should be playing in the background. You may ask why I didn’t include any pictures of the mountains. I could not do them justice. What our eyes and brains can absorb is very difficult to capture in a photo, and I didn’t even want to try. I just enjoyed them.
Finally, after reaching Provo we found a Sizzler! Eat your heart out, Leslie! (I guess that’s what we were doing.) Our La Quinta motel is much nicer than the independent motel we got in Boise because it was cheap, and no more expensive.
Tomorrow we’ll get to St. George.
