I could see far ahead the weather was going to get bad. There was a big storm and after trying to work out which way the wind was blowing, I reckoned it was heading right for me. I watched it getting nearer and nearer and the wind grow stronger. Much stronger!
We have all experienced this - you are moving along a road, you see something in the distance, but you have no idea what it is. It seems to make no sense as you continue to try to work out just what it is you are looking at. This happened to me as I rode towards the storm. Was that white smoke rising? No, it can’t be as the fire would need to be about 5 miles across. Anyway, what fire made white smoke? Was it low cloud hugging the surface of the land – very unlikely! What the heck is it?
I soon had my answer – the wind was so strong, it was causing a dust storm, but WHITE dust????
As I got closer I stopped the bike to take a picture. These are not the greatest quality, but worthwhile including here....
I struggled on, riding through a white dust storm in fierce winds, trying to ride in something like a straight line. Then, as if someone turned off a switch, the wind stopped and the dust settled. I could hardly believe what I was looking at. It looks like talcum powder....
I have no idea what this white powdery substance was – maybe something like silica from the sand?
I looked for somewhere to stop for the night and found somewhere in a place called Cainesville. I asked the motel receptionist what the white powder might be and she had seen it before, but wasn’t sure what it was. She said that many “strange things happen around these parts” adding to the whole feeling of mystery. She did suggest I park my bike under the canopy right outside my room in case it rained – what a star....
The next morning, I woke early and got on the road quickly, itching to get some miles done.
The strange feeling from the night before was continuing as I rode through some very odd scenery.... had I been teleported to the moon and didn’t know it?....
What sort of patterns are on these rocks?....
Where had these boulders come from?....
How were these rocks formed?....
When I was a kid, this is what I imagined moon rocks must be like. Was I on the moon?.....
The scenery remained odd for a little longer, with weird shaped mountains pushing up into the sky....
All very strange!
Reality set back in when I reached Fruita and I found this old school. Mormon settlers valued education greatly and donated land, materials and labour for this schoolhouse and the money for the teachers pay. The school opened in 1896 with children of 8 different school grade years attending in its one room. The school remained open until 1941....
I know little about geology but I can tell that this rock formation is very interesting. There are at least six different major layers of rock that must have been laid down over millions of years, plus there has been a considerable uplift of the rock as seen by the sloping bands. The very top band looks as if it was created after the uplift happened as its lines are not sloping. Geologists probably love this sort of thing. I simply thought it made for an interesting picture....
I hadn’t seen any trees for a while and then I saw some along the banks of a river. It occurred to me that it is too dry to support trees in this harsh environment, unless they were next to a water source....
Just west of Fruita, this rock outcrop is called the Fluted Wall....
I really didn’t expect to find a deep canyon here with a winding river that flows around many tight bends. This area is called Goosenecks. The river is named Sulphur Creek and it used to flow across a low plain, changing direction with each flood. Very slowly, the land rose until it reached its current much higher level, but the creek was trapped in its channel. As the land rose, the creek became steeper and cut deeper into the land, slicing a deeper trench into the soft rock. Today it looks like this, with the creek flowing 800 feet below the rim....
Having seen trees growing along a river, when I saw this sometime later, I guessed the same was happening in this valley, which is part of the Escalante Canyons area. I really like the colour of the trees as they follow the river, snaking across the almost barren land....
Another great view in the Grand Staircase - Escalante National Momunet....
The roads are pretty good here too, as they follow the changing contours of the land....
More strange land forms, created by uneven erosion....
Very quickly, the clouds became very low and at the same time, the road rose to meet them.... I really like photos in mist / fog / cloud....
Coming down the mountain I met these two on the road.... there had been many “Open Range” signs around to warn of such a thing.... I guess it was lucky I didn’t meet them in the low cloud!....
I stopped for a coffee at a place called Kiva Koffee House and without doubt it was one of the coolest buildings I had seen. The columns to either side of the windows are tree trunks....
When I took the photo I didn’t notice the wonderful reflections in the glass. It was only later when looking at the pictures that I saw them.
As I neared the town that I intended to stop at and look for a motel, I saw these ominous storm clouds and rain approaching. I rode as fast as I could to get there before the downpour came....
That was another successful day at playing Dodge-Rain. Sort of like Dodge-Ball, only more fun!
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