Valley of Goblins, safeguarded by exhilarating beauty
Today we woke up, gathered our gear, and road back to our transport. It was a quick and exhilerating run down. When we reached the car I threw my pack off and looked over at Hans. Hans looks at me and says, my bike is smoking! Sure enough it was. Our next stop was Goblin valley, which was no more than a few minutes in the car. When we pulled up, oh man, the park ranger on duty at the entry gate was beautful. keep in mind, we were in Utah, and my first thought was how many sisters did she have, and how i could get them all to marry me. She was indeed a fine morman specimen. Sadly we were not able to get a photo of our fine park ranger.I suggest this site to be of many eye pleasing pleasures! You should go if you get a chance.
Goblin Valley is always a treat, this time no different except no green skin this time.
posted by hypoluxa at 4:23 PM
1 Comments:
hey Hans, and Andrew..just loged on with daddy joe... and he is sure he taught you how to fly that kite.. looks like you are having a great time.. something about being free and feeling the wind in your hair... that makes you appreciate all the important things.. you are blessed. love all your pics. and pleasanttries... love The momma And Daddy Joe.
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