We left Moab early for Capitol Reef National Park, which would be a remarkable enough park if located on the east coast but in Utah, probably wouldn't even crack the top four. Still, we hiked through some desert up to a natural bridge, past a stream and some black boulders and through some mountains with a vague resemblance to the capitol dome. Then, we drove west through central Utah, which Sarah Palin can safely put in her column should things get that far:
The sign was oddly enough guarded by a sheriff car driven by a monster, demonstrating Utah's tough on crime ethos:
(You can't really see it in the picture, but the dummy inside the car is a cross between an evil seaman and a grizzled Confederate general.)
We then got to Panguitch, which is right outside tomorrow's agenda of Bryce Canyon. It started snowing around 5pm, and there's not an amazing amount to do at night here anyway, so we're in the hotel for the night. Which is fortunate though, as we still have half a growler from last night, and I need time to memorize blackjack tables for our upcoming trip to Vegas.
-B
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