Don’t worry, we are fine. Those are just words from some of the names of places we visited recently.
The landscape at Goblin Valley State Park, which is covered with sandstone goblins and formations, is often compared to Mars.
Nearby Little Wildhorse Canyon provided an afternoon’s entertainment and exercise.
Between destinations we came upon Green River, a town that seems almost forgotten. Amtrak trains stop here, but after seeing the place, I have no idea why.
This gem still has a gurney in the back.
We spent a quiet, but buggy night at the BLM Horsethief Campground, the highlight of which was our first true horizon sunset in a few weeks.
This post is getting kind of long so I’ll tell you about the dead horses in my next one.
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