Some people, when a cross country drive is suggested, shudder at the thought. If only one piece of knowledge stuck during all those years of school, it is that the United States is about 3000 miles across. That takes a lot of time in the car.
Both Graham and I like to see and explore. One of the hardest things, for us, is to pass road signs indicating there is something special off the next exit. But,….no time. The moving truck driver said he can be at our new house to unload on Sunday, so we need to stick to the schedule.
We got off schedule about an hour yesterday, Our cat, Tiny Bug, is an awesome traveler, never asking “Are we there yet?” She settles down, either on top of the stuff and looks out the back window, but after yesterday’s escapade, she seems to prefer the safety of her soft sided carrier, Early yesterday morning, after this
we stopped at the Colorado Welcome Station for a bit of leg stretch. It was about 70 degrees, so we left the cat in the car with the windows down about 2 inches. When we returned, there was no cat in the car. I chided myself for not bringing her with me in the carrier, or perhaps having the windows open just large enough for her head (and body) to slip through. We called, we looked, we talked to people, and finally, after an hour, Graham driving because I was too upset, we headed west. And then we heard a plaintive mewl. She had crawl under the front seat and was stuck there,
So onward, in better spirits, through the traffic of Denver and up up up into the Rockies. I-70 is an amazing feat of engineering, taking the roadway through numerous tunnels and hovering above the Colorado River on piers as the passage narrows through several canyons.
And then, west of Glenwood Springs, the space widens and perhaps at that point I got a twinge of “how much longer?” But that was more because we were trying to beat the sun to get into Arches National Park in Utah. I visited the park about 10 years on a cross country drive with my daughter Lisa, so knew that altho pets are not allowed on the trails, one trail was short enough to tote the cat inside her carrier. And so, managing to win the race with the sun, we drove in to Double Arch.
Graham asked if we would have to go back into the Park for morning light photography, but no, not the way it should be done, and besides, we are westward ho! More to see!!