Yet another day....
-9:30 am: And we're off for another very very long driving day.
-10:28 am: We made it into the Rockies and Stacy did a superb job navigating the steep mountains (6% & 7% grades)
-10:38 am: Stopped at Wildfire Restaurant in Idaho Springs, CO. Scenery was beautiful and the restaurant was mountainy and adorable.
-12:20 pm: Snow in the Rockies!
-12:50 pm: Vail Pass Summit. Elevation: 10662 ft. Waves to Vail Family!
-3:51 pm: YELLOW HUMMER! Jess I WIN!
-4:19 pm: LEAVING COLORFUL COLORADO, WELCOME TO UTAH!
NOTE: Eagles on Highway (freeway signs let you know that it could be serious)
-5:00 pm: Passed Crescent Junction. For those not familiar with the story, when my family and I drove from CA to the beautiful Mitten State we also took the same route through Nevada and Utah. We were getting towards the Utah/Colorado border and it was getting late. My dad, who meant well, thought Crescent Junction would be a wonderful place to stop. So we move along pretty exhausted but knowing we are very close to our stop. The one problem was the only thing in Crescent Junction was a gas station... and it was the only gas station and "town" for the next... oh... 50 miles. Anyway the point of the story is my mom and I have not let my dad forget about this awful experience and to let you know it is still not a good idea to stop in Crescent Junction. It has not grown. At all.
-5:30 pm: Stop in Green River for gas and watched the lightning storms across the desert in Utah up in the mountains.
-7:21 pm: Passed Chuck Wagon Restaurant (Ryan is it you or Todd that is responsible?)
-7:30 pm: Stop in Richfield, Utah for a gourmet meal from Taco Bell/KFC. During dinner we made the wise decision to stop outside of St. George rather than go on to Vegas. We had no idea how smart we were until it started to get super dark very quickly because we were in the middle of nowhere. 75 mph on winding highways, through the mountains, in the dark, with blinding headlights of opposing traffic, not so easy and not so much fun.
Around 10pm we started to get close so we called Stacy's friend Scott to let him know that we were close and that we would need directions. So it was awesome when we called and he informed us to get off at exit 27 except that we were already at exit 23. But he told us not to worry because we were coming up to exit 16 and we could still get to his house from there. This whole time we couldn't figure out why he wouldn't just give us his address so we could mapquest it, but he said he would meet us and help us to his house. HA it was so not that easy. Scott's directions went like this: "Take a right at the chevron on the corner on to 500west and then keep a look out for 100west and I will meet you there."
Well between Hurricane, UT (where we are) and Virgin, UT (where we want to be) there are about 6 chevrons on corners, one of which was on 700west. So when we saw 700west we thought the next street would be 500west... wrong. Also, let's keep in mind that Scott actually lives in the boondocks, aka doesn't actually get cell service in his neighborhood. Getting help on the directions was yet another obstacle since he tried leaving his house to meet us... meanwhile we were lost somewhere not even close to where his house was.
Finally, Scott came to the realization that we weren't going to show up, and went back to the house to call us. He was great about our getting lost slash confused for the 4th time in about 10 minutes, and we finally decided it would be best for him to just stay on the phone as long as possible... then give us the final few turns. This actually worked out, and we were able to navigate mid-way to the wilderness to his place of residence! yayyyyyy!
During our lovely stay on the phone, we found out why it was that Scott couldn't just provide us his address. From his explanation what we got was that... it's something to do with the Mormon tabernacle and where it's geographically located, and where you're located in relation to it... so his address is something to the effect of 247 west 153 south, when in reality he lives on 100 west, and neither of the aforementioned streets are near his house at all.... (if you don't get it, you're not alone... neither do we really...)
Hooray for finishing the last long day of our journey! But don't you worry there is still more to come...
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