We stayed at this place for the night. It's about 15 miles up the Colorado River from Moab, right on the river.

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.
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