Author Archives: Erika
Not long after crossing the border from Utah into Nevada on route 50 about 15 minutes before Ely is a road-side place called Major’s Place. It’s a bar and grill with decent burgers and fries and nice company. It seems like a hole in the wall, but a lot of people have passed through from all over the country. You can sign a dollar bill and they’ll let you staple them to the wall. I saw dollars from Germany and Australia even. The bar tender and owner, Don, said Jason and I have brains in our heads. ” I get people bicycling from Maine and some even walk across country dragging carts that weigh a ton! They always seem to stop here.” He told us he was originally from Cincinnati, so we had a nice conversation about 5 way chili. He said, “Oh man! You guys had Skyline chili! I sure miss that chili!” Unfortunately, Don’s about about to sell his place to a guy sitting at the end of the bar. He said he didn’t like the cold winter.
We decided to take a break from the highway and spend a day in Moab, Utah. I’ve never been to the desert, so the photographer in me wanted to click some off. J had recommended renting a Jeep and off-roading the Shafer Trail to the White Rim Trail to the Lathrop Canyon down to the Colorado River. We rented a Jeep until 6pm, so we decided to go as far as we could and turn back at the halfway point.
The trails were described as intimidating to some but safe with the right vehicle for off-roading.
out of time to see Arches National Park. There’s so much to see and do, we really needed a week to get it all in. Now we have an excuse to return some day.
I don’t really have much to say about the Rockies other than they are as beautiful as people say. I definitely recommend visiting in mid-late September when all the birch trees are turning yellow.
All the kids are back to school so the summer vacationers are gone and the ski season is a couple of months away. So lodging is slightly cheaper. We ended up staying a night at a hot spring resort to ease our weary bones.
I didn’t think I’d get altitude sickness, but both Jason and I woke up feeling hung over. I definitely felt as if I had just run a mile when all I did was walk up some stairs to get a few shots at The Continental Divide.