Close Call in Utah

Tuesday morning was gorgeous! It began with a 12 mile bike ride around the lake with Phillip. 

The sun was shining after Monday morning's blizzard! The air was crisp and the sky was so blue.

It was difficult at first, as the air was extremely thin and it was only our second time exercising this month. But we did it! And boy was it fun and beautiful. 

Phillip kicked our butts. Partially because Jensen stopped every 50ft to take a photo. 

Jess looked extra cool in her sweatshirt and vest. Her ears were freezing so she had to wear the hood. 

We had to move on earlier then we would have liked but we still have a few places to stop before home. We left the mountains and began driving towards Utah. The landscape changed a lot.

Our first Utah stop was Arches National Park, very close to where that guy (played by James Franco) was trapped for 127 hours and had to cut his own arm off. It really had us thinking about what it would have been like! 

The rock formations were stunning.

We made it before sundown, which was pretty important. The sun on the rocks had them glowing a light copper red.

Beautiful vast landscapes. 

And beautiful colors. 

Back on the road, we wanted to cover some more ground before stoppping to sleep somewhere. Our trip was extended as we stopped on the side of the road for Jensen to say hi to Lightening McQueen. 

And a few more times for her to take sunset panoramas. 

It was all worth it as this was probably the most amazing sunset of the trip. 

Stretching across the horizon and out over the valley. The open space with sillouettes of flat top mountains. The colors were unreal! 

Shortly after sundown we realized we needed to get gas fairly soon. As we came to this revelation, we saw a 'no service for 100 miles' sign. Thanks for the warning Utah!!! Jensen reassured Jess that the car could make it far enough, even though she was mildly panicking in her head. After a few big hills and a few less dots on the dash, we began praying and wishing upon stars. 40 miles down,  in the middle of nowhere, we decided to take our shot at a little town 10 miles off the 70, Emery. It took us further into the middle of nowhere down a dirt road increasing our stress levels. We made it!!! Below is our tribute to Randy's Gas Station. 

Finally in our motel room we can rest easy.