Sleeping in the canyon. We left Canyonlands after pausing to watch two cars, one going up and one going down, negotiate this road (never occured to us to take our own picture, for some reason). We wanted to see what would happen when they needed to pass each other on the switchbacks. (One of the cars, bearing NPS insignia, pulled over at a hairpin and let the other car by.)

We stayed at this place for the night. It's about 15 miles up the Colorado River from Moab, right on the river.
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It is a fairly swish joint, but we didn't have the time or inclination to take advantage of most of its amenities. We did eat a very nice dinner in the restaurant, and the offspring and I swam in the pool, waiting in vain for the clouds to break so that we could see the stars. We did see a lot of bats fly over, just at the limit of the pool's lights.

Come to think of it, we saw a lot of bats, period, on this trip. Every evening that we were out in some naturalish spot, once dusk descended, the bats would come out. Which I guess is completely unremarkable, except it doesn't happen back in Hometown, Iowa – I'm not sure I've ever seen a bat there.

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Posted by David Fleck at 03 October 2006 07:01 AM
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Now, now. Not the watching the cars pass each other on the switchback story. We don't want our readers to get over-excited.

Posted by: Moira on October 3, 2006 07:10 AM

He's already got us whipped into a frenzy over diapirs, synclines and -- dare I write the word -- astroblemes. Now bats! and cars passing on narrow switchbacked roads! I'm not sure I can handle any more excitement.

Martha! Bring me my nerve medicine. . ..

Posted by: Jonathan on October 3, 2006 05:36 PM

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