I hit the road at 9:00 this morning and pretty much drove through. Stopped and got gas in Flagstaff. Traffic was light most of the way.
It has rained on and off since. Such beautiful country but I didn't stop to take any pictures.
Now Flat Stanley and I settled in at our favorite little hotel in Panguitch, Utah.
This is such beautiful country.
Red rocks, red dirt.
White rocks with layers of pink and grey.
Green meadows with shimmering streams.
Rainclouds with the sun peeping through.
Rundown cabins and weather greyed fences.
Small towns with the sheriff guarding the highway.
Highway 89 in southern Utah.