Realities Created, Maintained and Destroyed, WHILE-U-WAIT!

Sunday, June 26, 2005


The first real indication that you have entered Utah is the salt flats.

Just when you think that it could not get any more desolate than North East Nevada you cross over into Utah and run right into the Bonneville Salt Flats, the place where people make the land speed record attempts.

The temperature was in the mid 90's and you could feel the heat reflecting off the salt like an oven.

Here is the truck and carrier I was driving. It contains the "locked" portion of our library, including both books and artifacts that no one was willing to entrust to movers. This presented two problems, the first is that the truck was maxed out for weight, the second was that driving through towns tended to make the local dog population howl (it is best left unsaid what some of the books and such were)

Utah stays environmentally challenging until you pass Salt Lake City and start heading up into the mountains.

As it happened I passed through Salt Lake City on the day that the boy scout went missing, so there was a lot of activity in the hills outside the city.

Utah has always made me a little nervous. I think it is because of some of the very strange things that Mormons believe about Native Americans.

By early afternoon I had made it across the state.


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