The Great Gallery

 

The next day we hiked The Great Gallery.  It was also the day I decided it was providence that we didn't go hiking in the Wind River Range because I was DYING.  Hiking through the sand is torturous.  I love pictographs though, can you tell???  Leo did not want to do this hike, but he put up with me and went anyway.  After we went and bought some watermelons in Green River and drove to Grand Junction CO where we camped on BLM again, only this time it was an ORV park area and we heard whooping and engines revving till late.  This little spider was there to greet us in the morning.  

This is 7 feet tall.  Crazy eh?

Do you see the road through there?  Neither do I except in patches--but there was one that they drove vehicles across the canyon in the 1920s.

Ding and Dang Canyon

 

Sometimes towards the beginning of September Leo and I went on a weekend away.   We were supposed to go backpacking in the Winds, but then it snowed and turned crazy cold so instead we headed south and camped near Goblin Valley State Park and hiked Ding and Dang Canyon.  It was so much fun!!!  We didn't see a soul on the trail and it was so nice just being him and me.  The hike was a blast too.  And then we camped on BLM land nearby in utter darkness and beautiful stars.  Its way easy to camp with backpacking dehydrated meals and no kids and just the two of us.  We had the tent set up, ate, and were in bed in 15 minutes of parking.  I slept so much on the trip.  That sounds weird, but we just went to bed when it got dark and I slept like 10 hours every night.  That may have been my favorite part actually.  Gosh I'm old.