Our plan was to meet up with some friends and go to the Bonneville races. So we showed up on the evening of the 4th and camped out. We were surprised at how few people were there. In the morning, we discovered why. The salt flats had been rained out on the 2nd day. So we got to see a remnant of the lake that used to be here.
When the wind was calm, it was like a mirror.
What it normally looks like.
From there we decided to head to Arches National Park. But, as we were backing out of our parking space at lunch, we heard some weird noises from our back-right tire. Turns out we were missing a screw in our brake caliper… So, we stopped in Salt Lake City to get a screw. Unfortunately for us, rain had moved in over most of the West so we couldn’t escape and just had to settle in.
The ditches ran a beautiful burnt orange from the surrounding soil.
“Arches” is an apt name, as they are abundant here.
Some of them are massive. But it was also the peak season, so there were tons of tourists roaming about.
Interesting green-blue color in the rocks.
Definitely very wet even though we had a break in the rain.
Even without the sun, you could see the beautiful colors here.
The famous Delicate Arch.
You can see how “delicate” it is from this angle.
An instance of Ute rock art, carved between 1650 and 1850 AD.
