Durango, Cortez, Moab, Salt Lake City, Park City and back. Four days we drove, camped, drank, ate, and celebrate with old friend. Two are now married and living blissfully with one another. We had a chance to meet and visit with new friends for me and old friends for James.
Utah is a very beautiful place. The mountains are green and tall, the desert is wide open hard stone, or sand and arches. Yet the air gives a feeling on discomfort.
Just south of Price, Utah, I begin to feel more at ease. Its as though the horror of historical displacement eases as we drive south, back towards Arches National Park, Mesa Verde, and the San Juan. History and religion is in the land. Up there, the land contains a history and Religion that is difficult to reconcile.