Ship Shape

On the advice of our new friends "Sweet Sunny South", we left Grand Junction with directions to Moab, Utah that turned out to be one of the most jaw dropping, rubber necking, shutter clicking experiences we've ever had. The road followed the meanderings of the Colorado River as it chews into the surrounding sandstone creating shear red walls rising hundreds of feet above. The trip was incredible and over too quickly as we spilled out of the canyon and into Moab. We played a quick pickup gig at the Moab Arts Festival and seemed to please the locals greatly. More good advice came in the form of directions to a Bureau of Land Management area south of the city where we could camp for free and take advantage of a day off. The kind folks of Moab also gave us a tip for playing that allowed for a much needed meal at a great mexican restaurant. Basically, the road food so far has been Raisin Bran, quesadillas, grilled cheese, and Subway, so we were happy to sit at a table and have somebody bring us good food that didn't come out of a box or can. We spent a chilly night overlooking a snow capped mountain with the mesas all around. We bedded down around midnight and slept until 10:30am (we needed it!). We spent the next day working all day on The Chief. Nate and Ike worked to seal the entire roof, especially around the air conditioner and Betse and I took everything out of the interior and put it all back where it belonged. Things have a tendency to shift around in an RV when you are moving and we worked to make all the cabinets "ship shape". We had to be out on the road for a few days to understand where everything fits best and we took advantage of our recent experiences to reorganize our space. After a grilled cheese late lunch and a few pictures, we pulled out on to the highway around 5pm and after a few miles (and another fuel filter change) we arrived safely in Bluff, Utah.