Adventure - Page 10
24 DAYS ON THE ROAD
Some fun! It was definitely the coldest night so far. The sleeping bag was doubled over on top of me, long-sleeved polypro undershirt, hooded sweatshirt with the hood up, wool cap under that, fleece vest, sweatpants, socks, and I still couldn't get the bed warm all night.
Got up around 7:30 am. Headed into the conference center to brush my teeth and use the toilet. The concierge said they recorded a temperature of 23°F at 5:00 am. Brrrr. I can definitely tell the difference between 28°F, 25°F, and 23°F in the teardrop now.
calls to nearby auto garages to get an appointment for the Honda. Went to Golden
Eagle Service in Dillon, where they diagnosed my Honda's health situation. Departed
at 11:30 am, $260 poorer but with a shiny new water pump, and headed west toward
Salt Lake City.
Passed some very pretty scenery on the way, including Glen Canyon, gem of America's Interstate Highway System (that's what it said on the sign!) on Hwy 70 near Glenwood Springs, Colorado. At Green River, Utah, I turned north on I-15. The terrain was very dry and desert-like here, with sparse vegetation and strange rock formations. Took more pictures through the windshield at 70 mph, to remember the road as well as the trip.
Finally got to Jenny & Dale Yohe's house about 9:30 pm. Jenny is the Head Brewer at Squatter's Brewpub in downtown Salt Lake City, and she's been hard at work there, toting 50 lb grain sacks up a gothic iron circular staircase for nine years. My kinda gal! I had some of her India Pale Ale (IPA), they had some Snake River beers I'd brought, and Jenny and I caught up a bit before I headed outside to the teardrop.
Slept in till 9:00 am. Jenny woke me up just as Tim Barr, a local Brewmaster and an old friend from Eugene, pulled into the driveway behind the teardrop. The three of us grabbed breakfast at Einstein Bagels and headed to nearby Millcreek Canyon. We hiked up to the aptly named Dog Lake in record time. Jenny and I sat on a log as Tim threw sticks into the lake for his Springer spaniel puppy, Cash, to fetch. The hike down was a different loop and was much steeper. Jenny and Tim were walking and talking so fast, I think I may have been the only one who enjoyed the fantastic views. I made them stop for pictures several times, but I don't think they minded much. Even Cash posed in the pictures. The hillsides were beginning to flame, as the scrub oak had begun to turn orange and red. There was a sparkling little creek mirroring the trail to the left, and toward the bottom of the hike the aspen were just beginning to turn yellow. Really just a wonderful jaunt!
the hike, Tim took me brewpub hopping. First we went to Hoppers Grill in Sandy,
Utah, where he worked. As I enjoyed a sampler set of beer at the bar, the two
fellows to my right warned me in unison that, "The dark beers suck. Yeah,
the dark beers suck." I told them that I liked dark beer. Next thing you
know, they told the bartender they needed to order, "One of those serving
trays with little glasses of beer, like she's got. 'Cause we're meeting some women
here." Maybe they decided women like dark beer and they had to impress whatever
women were coming. Nobody showed up by the time Tim and I left, and I quietly
whispered to Tim as we slipped into his brewery for a tour, "I wonder how
many years they've been waiting?"
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