Today was a relatively short day dominated by our ferry ride across lake Powell. The terrain around the area is more beautifully eroded red cliffs and vast wastelands. One second we’d be surrounded by cliffs and the next low scrub. This persisted throughout the day until literally the last few miles. The farm land just appeared out of now where. Anytime the ground was sort of flat, the wind would hammer us. It seems to come and go as it pleases and will surprise you just when you get comfortable.
It was a good day, but we haven’t eaten yet so I’m going to keep this short. That and I don’t want to drop any spoilers so that when Trip gets here he will get to see the special areas for the first time ‘live’. This area is just too good to leave out of his experience.

As a side note, after spending the day compensating for the wind, when standing still I’m getting the sensation I spent the day in the ocean or on a boat. I’m swaying around like a drunk sailor. Also, we just stocked up in a gas station that not only had an A&W but an 8 lane bowling alley as well. Curse your antiquated liquor laws Utah!