I headed south on I-15, took hwy 6 up Spanish Fork Canyon, turned on my heated clothing as I neared the summit (Glad I had the heat), stayed on hwy 6 until the Crescent Junction, and headed towards Moab, then on to Cortez, Colorado.
I decided to make a slight detour to the Four Corners Monument area, to take a picture of me standing in four states at the same time. This is where I was “at the right place, at the wrong time.” I didn’t realize that the Four Corners area is gated and closes at 5:00 PM. I arrived at 5:10 PM. Bad timing.
“Oh well, I’ll head on to the town of Shiprock, New Mexico to find a motel.” To my amazement, Shiprock, with a population of about 9,000, did not have one single motel. I guess because it is on the Navajo reservation they don’t allow lodging. Go figure!
So, back on the bike to Farmington, about a 30 mile drive. It was now dark. Arriving in Farmington, I had to try a couple of motels before I found one with an available room. Must have been a Navajo Convention or something like that in town.
Tomorrow, I’ll be going through Roswell, New Mexico, the site of the 1957 downing of an alien saucer. I’ll let you know if I run into ET or get beamed up.