Aliens among us?
Trip Start
Oct 29, 2009
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Trip End
Nov 08, 2009
Cedar City, Utah
Sunday, November 1, 2009
We followed 50 east but somehow turned off on 93 north. We turned around in McGill and backtracked 10 miles. Route 50, the loneliest road in America, lived up to its name with miles and miles of desert with mountainous backdrop.
It’s a beautiful day, at least 74 degrees and clear bright blue sky. We stopped right outside Humboldt Toiyabe National Forest to walk around. Brett got out his super tennis ball thrower and Dolly got a great workout. There were Elk tracks in the dirt and plenty of Elk Poo for the kids to avoid. Cleo pick up a hardened piece thinking it was a rock. Back in the rig, hands sanitized and we are back on the road, destination Great Basin National Park.
We turned off of Rt 50 onto 21 South then to 487 south to enter the Great Basin national Park. We arrived at the Lehman’s cave visitor’s center only to discover the cave tours had an age limit of 5 years old. We decided to walk the nature trail and then hit the road. The nature trail pamphlet was an interesting read, though the trail was somewhat boring. It was cute to see Clayton attempting to navigate the rocky trail; we needed to hold his hand. Cleo had a wonderful time climbing the rocks, naming the big ones "mommy rocks, and the bigger ones “daddy rocks". We learned that marble was made from limestone. I bought Great Basin Drama from the bookstore and Cleo got a book about baby desert animals. While on the road the kids, Dolly and grandma all napped. It’s funny how they always fall on the same nap schedule.
We took Route 21 south to Minersville then 130 south to Cedar City. This drive is really fantastic, the view is wonderful and aside from the occasional truck, we are the only people on the road. Stopped in at Parowan to see the Petro glyphs. I’m currently reading Chariots of the Gods which is a book questioning our leap to highly intelligent people as merely evolution. The book suggests that aliens landed multiple times in the past and the signs are all present if we choose to see them: the pyramids of Giza, the linear lines of the Nazca, and an ancient map of Antarctica remarkably accurate and taken from an areal view rather than other maps of the time drawn from a ground perspective. Many of the petro glyphs at Parowan looked like alien beings with three fingers or planets connected by lines. There were also many drawings that looked like what the bottom of a space ship may look like, round with circular formations of lights. Brett and I are convinced that these drawings must have been of E.T. Seriously, it is something to think about, who knows.
I climbed up the hill to look into a cave. The path was somewhat difficult with loose rocks and fairly steep incline. When I got to the cave I looked back and Cleo was following me up the climb, I couldn’t believe my heel-wearing, and purse carrying fooffer was getting all dirty! I was so proud. I climbed down and helped her to the top, explaining how to find the stable rocks to step on and to avoid the loose dirt. She was so animated with grunts and nervous ohhhs, she is growing up so fast.
We drove to Cedar City for dinner at Ninja Japanese steakhouse. We were all starving and the food was hot and fast…perfect. Cleo chowed down on steak and loved the soup. Clayton, with napkin tied around his neck, could not eat enough. Ice cream for desert kicked in as we returned to the RV and the kids were wild. We decided to camp in the Wal-mart parking lot again which was just down the street. Clayton was dancing and following the dog around hugging, kissing, and then biting between his rebel yells. It was only 7:30 when we returned, so Brett put on an oldie but goodie, Smokey and the Bandit. Cleo snuggled up in the back bedroom while watching Stuart Little.
