Our quick visit to Those Certain Park Rangers at Bryce Canyon ended much too soon and we sprinted for an equally short visit with Sister BGA in Colorado. We'll be back on the road tomorrow as we hurry home in time to begin coverage of Dartmouth football on BGA Overtime. Be sure to stop by regularly or I'll find myself wishing I was still in the wide-open spaces of the west. ;-)
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| Not far from Bryce our EV heads through a red-rock tunnel. |
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| Even rushing east we had to stop to see Butch Cassidy's boyhood home in Utah. |
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| We avoided the interstate highways like the plague since starting Route 66 but as we left Utah one stretch of road with a hill so long it had a handful of runaway truck ramps was astonishing . . . |
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| . . . and so was the view from Sister BGA's balcony in Colorado this morning. |
