Truth: at this point in the trip we were getting kind of National Park-ed Out. Yes, they were all amazing, but one does develop a kind of fatigue. So by the time we were actually heading to Moab, we were very much on the fence about whether we would see the parks at all (which greatly played in our favor in the end).
It was a long drive from Kanab to Moab, made seemingly longer by how completely empty Utah was. It had seemed fairly populated down in the south, and then all of a sudden we saw the sign "No Services, Next 110 Miles." And they weren't kidding. There were barely any exits or roads, let alone services. We might as well have been driving on Mars.
|Don't let the greenery fool you. I practically expected the Mars rover to roll on by.|
We were pretty glad to reenter civilization, even thought there wasn't that much of it until we were right up on Moab, which was an adorable little town. It reminded me of a mini Boulder, CO.
We pulled into the KOA for our last camping night, which had an awesome view and, perhaps most awesomely, private bathrooms. That's pretty much unheard of at campgrounds.
Unfortunately, because we hadn't originally planned on Arches and because the Visitor's Center was closed when we got there, we didn't know all that much about the park. So we just kind of blindly drove in and looked at stuff.
|Rocks that looked like people huddled together|
|Guess how it got it's name?|
|Jax's contribution to our National Parks.|
|Goodnight, beautiful Utah.|