I had a reasonable 8:30 direct flight from Seattle to Salt Lake. The boys left at 5:15, which means we all had to get up at 3 and head to the airport. Thank you Jesus, the airport Starbucks is open 24/7.
Even though they left so goddamn early, we all got there the same time and picked up the mighty Suzuki and headed out.
I managed to talk them into lunch at Cracker Barrel. I freaking love Cracker Barrel! It's exactly the food my Mom makes. You'd think I'd be tired of it cos it's really nothing but fried meat and gravy but I still love it.
It was the first time Spanky had ever had turnip greens. He said he liked them. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. It is flavored with bacon. What's not to like?
The drive to Escalante took about 5 hours and it was really stunning once we got close.
Got to the campground. It was a resevoir with petrified wood and fish. Lots of families there to camp and fish. We just drank. I had a bottle of Patron, Steve had Tres Generations, and Bruce brought Don Julio. We sampled each.
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