So we headed down the mountain, fueled the Revel, and
grabbed some coffee and snacks at the gas station before we hit the interstate.
I-70 through the Rocky Mountains is truly a wonderful ride. It takes past all
the ski resorts, like Vail, Beaver Creek, Copper Mountain, along with a few
others. The terrain and views are just beautiful.
When we hit the border of Utah, we had to stop and take a picture. Proof we were really here! A surge of energy pierced through my body and a deep breath was exhaled. Finally, after all that travel, we made it. Just a little further down the interstate and we turned onto Hwy 191 into Moab. We were still about 35 minutes out from Moab, so took the time to scout out campsites along the way. Our destination was Kings Bottom Campgrounds, a 12 site dispersed camping area right on the Colorado River, 3 miles out of town. We thought the sites would all be filled up but wanted to give it a try. As we rolled in, we noticed the place was pretty packed, except for one spot. We were elated but soon realized the spot was tagged and reserved.
Off to the Willows, a dispersed camping site outside of Moab
which backed up to Arches National Park. You gotta love 4x4, as we headed to
the back of the area and found what we thought was a gorgeous spot. I told Anna
that it looked like we were in a place of three planets. In each direction you
looked, the terrain was different. We pitched camp and settled in for the
night. The wind was blowing and it was getting sand everywhere. We opted to
cook inside and made sure the doors were closed. Neither of us managed to stay
up past dark before laying down and going to sleep.
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