I feel like everything has been a bit off-kilter most of the year. Nothing is as it should be for so many reason. I've gotten a bit lazy on my posts and have been posting only once a month for the most part. But it makes it difficult to remember everything that has been going on.
First, Emily had joined an intramural soccer team at BYU. She likes to stay active and she still misses soccer. They had their last game at the beginning of the month and her team placed second.
Emily has not shared a lot of pictures with us since she has been away, but luckily, her roommate or someone must have taken this one of her and her team.
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Christian had his birthday this month and I was stunned to find that I didn't have any pictures. I got him a new film scanner as ours stopped working. We have been scanning (and re-scanning) a lot of our old negatives but there has been many that we still have not touched.
Emily sent him a neat utility knife from Amazon and Caitlyn got him an extra GoPro mount. He had to work on his birthday, so we didn't do too much. He didn't even technically have a cake as he requested a Tarte Tatin. It's one of his most favorite desserts.
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We also celebrated our wedding anniversary. Christian was behind in his school work, so we didn't go anywhere. He made us a nice dinner over the weekend. And I made us another one in the middle of the week. Marian made us a little wooden plaque with one of our wedding pictures in it.
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We originally considered going up to see Emily over the Thanksgiving break, but decided against it in the end. Dropping her off back in September was rather an ordeal. It is just too far to be driving back and forth and it is just so cold up there now. Instead, she went home with her roommate who lives in Northern Utah...about three hours away.
We were originally going to go up to see the Redwoods but the forecast showed rain for most of the time we were supposed to be up there. We were supposed to end the trip by stopping by my sister's place for Thanksgiving.
Instead, we decided to go to Arizona and possibly southern Utah. The weather was supposed to be relatively mild there. Our main destination was the Navaho Nation. Christian's been wanting to go there for a very long time. The end goal being Monument Valley. We knew that most of the Reservation was closed down with Stay-At-Home orders because of Covid, but we had no plans to go into town or anthing anyway.
We drove into Arizona on the first day and stopped at the Kaibab National Forest to set up camp for the night before we ran out of daylight. The sun went down really fast!
The next morning, we got up and headed back on the road towards the Grand Canyon. We saw some elk running through the forest. We stopped by the Grandview Lookout Tower and climbed up to see the view. It was pretty cold and windy up there.
We got to look out over into the Grand Canyon. There's no point in going into the park unless we had the time to actually hike into it.
It was quite beautiful and peaceful where we were.
We continued on our way down a forest road that was supposed to lead us into the Navajo Reservation area. On the last leg of the road, we found the road blocked. The road was closed off except for residents. We didn't know what all that was about. We continued a little way to see if we could get around it as our 4x4 road would start shortly beyond the gated area.
We found a locked gate that we would not be able to get passed. Another car was approaching from the other side. Apparently, they were residents of the Reservation and had a code to get through. They informed us that the road was closed to non-residents and we would have to go back around 40 miles in order to take the main road that would allow us to continue into the Reservation. However, they were willing to let us by if they could extort from us a $40 dollar payment.
The whole thing made no sense as we were still in the Kaibab National Forest and should have been until we got to our 4x4 road. It was newly paved and the gate looked new as well. They claimed it had been there for a long time. They told us about the stay-at-home order, which we already aware of. The closure was about to take place, so I don't know why they were out leaving the area right before curfew.
We were not about to give in to their shake-down for money, so we thanked them and headed back. We only back-tracked a few miles though to near where we were earlier this morning and took one of the fire roads through the mountains. We were not very happy about the whole situation.
We did, however, find a really nice campsite for the night. We went a little further to make sure that the road went through and to make sure the road was passable and then headed back to set up camp, remembering how quickly it got dark the night before. We did see some wild horses in the trees along the way.
Christian set up our tent while Caitlyn and I collected wood for a fire. There was a nice sunset but could not get a very good view because of the trees. We had a nice warm fire, which was nice, especially since we got some snow flurries after it got dark.
We got some more snow flurries during the night, but eventually the wind blew the clouds out of the area and we woke up to fairly clear skies. It was pretty chilly though. There were a few patches of snow still on the ground.
On the third day, we continued on our way towards the Reservation. As we exited the National Forest and entered the Navajo territory, there were dirt trails that dotted the landscape like a spiderweb. After driving for a while and guessing at which road to take, we started to get a bit nervous about finding our way. We headed in the general direction we knew that we were supposed to go and found our road.
When we turned out onto the road that they blocked us off from the day before, we found a bunch of shack's and stand where the Indians normally sold jewelry, rugs and other crafts...all of which were closed though. You can see stands that would normally be in use but along side some of them, were stands that were obviously abandoned and left like so much garbage on the side of the road.
This would be just the tip of the iceberg though, as we were about to find out. There were scenic pullouts dotted along the landscape (also closed with warnings of severe fees if you should disregard the closures). Since we were out in the middle of nowhere with no one around, you would wonder why they would be so protective and insistent on keeping their little pullouts closed. The reason is not because of safety your anything like that. The reason the roads are closed with threats of fines up to $1k is because they normally have people there charging fees just to pull off the road and since they are unable to do business at this time, they won't allow you to go down them. And if you wanted to travel down the road for a couple of miles and wanted to pull off at each of the scenic pullouts, you would have to pay each and every time!
We were not getting a very good feeling about being in Navajo territory. As we continued further down the road, you can see the sides of the roads literally glitter with light. That is not because of some majestic view of the beautiful landscape, it because the hillside is literally covered with broken glass and trash. It was disgusting. Because of all the road closures of all the back, unimproved roads, because the people will try to extort money from you every chance they got and because the land was covered in so much trash, we decided that we did not want to stay and waste any more time in this ghetto.
We decided to head up to Utah early but that we would still pass through Monument Valley on our way out since we had wanted to see it for so long. I think that the actual park was closed as well, but that did not stop at least a hundred cars from parking along the road. I'm not even sure what they were doing. Perhaps the road was closed to vehicles but everyone decided to walk in anyway. I'm not sure.
The place could have been every bit as majestic as we were led to believe.
However, because of all the trash and the residents parking and building their homes right next to a lot of the rock formations, you had to be very choosey about which ones you would bother taking pictures of and cropping them correctly so that you don't see the trash, the cars and dwellings, some of which were obviously abandoned.
We didn't take pictures of most of the trash, as we were too disgusted, but we did take a few.
We were also reading this Tony Hillerman novel on our way through Arizona and found out one of the reasons that there were so many obviously abandoned hogan's and other dwellings along the way. Apparently, when a Navajo dies inside of a house, it is immediately abandoned and they will cut a hole into the dwelling in order for their spirit to exit...and they will just leave it like that and move on.
After we crossed over to Utah, nothing much changed as the Navajo territory continued into Utah. Although, I have to admit that the joint Navaho-Hopi land was a bit cleaner and there were actually roads that were not blocked off there. But really, we could not get out of the reservation area fast enough. Immediately, as you exited the reservation though, it was visibly cleaner. It was almost a sigh of relief as we left the reservation behind.
We drove back through to the areas we were more familiar with. We decided that we would head into the Canyonlands the next day so we planned to return to Hanksville, UT to spend the night. We passed through the Hite Overlook again. There was a lot less water in it than when we saw it this summer. It was also a lot more brown and less vibrant. I guess they have not gotten a lot of rainfall this fall yet.
We got into Hanksville pretty late and we found a side road that we could pull off on in order to camp. Ever since all the crowded places have been closed down due to Covid, people from all over the nation has flooded into our wild areas with their RVs and have made it very difficult to travel our normal routes. Plus, they bring their dirt bikes and side-by-sides and tear up the roads.
In the morning, we had beautiful views of Factory Butte. We saw some herds of antelope running across the road.
It was, however, like 15
° F this morning, so it was a very chilly night. We continued on our way to the Canyonlands. We still have many miles to go so although we started early, we didn't end up getting to our destination, until about lunch time. That is also because we took the wrong road when we got there. We turned in at the Horsethief Campground but we were supposed to look for Horsethief Road which was just about a minute further. Anyway, we spend quite a bit of time traveling down the false Horsethief Road. We also looked for possible campsites along the way. We did find some nice possibilities and will probably return at some point but at the end of the road, we found a nice view of the Green River below...we just could not find a way down to it.

We returned the way we came and discovered the correct Horsethief Road. We decided to head out to the White Rim Trail as we had planned, even though it was already lunchtime. Someone had said that it only takes half a day to travel it, which we were about to find out was not true.
We descended onto the trail, into the Canyonlands National Park. Utah, by the way, has some of the best dirt roads I have ever been on. Some of their dirt roads are smoother and better engineered than most of the paved roads where we live. You will take some of these roads that look like they end at the bottom of some mountain and you wonder how you are supposed to get over it and suddenly, the road appears out of nowhere and continues on a switchback up the mountain on a road you swear didn't exist just a few moments before. It's almost art. Anyway, my point is that once we crossed into the National Park territory, the road got immediately rough like it's been barely maintained over the years. While the Utah road engineers may have created the road in the first place, it may not have been maintained much or at all by the National Park Service.
Our first pullout was a small beach where Christian got to dip his head into the chilly Green River. It was very beautiful and peaceful.
We continued on the trail. There were some pretty scary steep sections with only enough room for one vehicle to pass. I don't know how you are supposed to traverse the trail with vehicles coming from both directions.
I think we picked the perfect time to do this popular trail. It is winter and the day before Thanksgiving, so there were not too many people on it. There were still more than we would have liked but luckily, we crossed paths with them on the wider sections of the trail. We don't even know how they drove some of the vehicles they took down that trail there. It was kind of crazy in parts.
We stopped and took a group family shot at one nice spot. I considered photoshop-ing Emily into the photo with us for our Christmas picture this year but decided not to bother.
Christian took a pretty wide shot anyway, so you can't see us too well.
As we thought that we would be starting to get to the end of the trail and the sun was going down, we suddenly got a flat tire.
We thought we ran over a small-ish sharp rock that was jutting out of the ground but we later found out from the damage and the footage from the GoPro, that we got a little too close to a rock on the right hand side. The wheel actually got hit hard and it got bent, letting the air out of our tire. There wasn't actually anything wrong with the actual tire but the steel wheel was pretty badly damaged.
Christian changed the tire as the sun was going down on the narrow trail and we continued on our way, now without a spare. When we got to the top of the section, we saw some lights of vehicles and camps and thought we finally made it out. Much to our surprise, we were a long way off. It turns out that we were only about halfway through the trail.
Many, many hours later, we finally made it to the end in the dark of night. It was late, we were cold, tired and pretty stressed out. We didn't know if were still on the right trail as it was taking forever and we didn't know if we missed a turn somewhere. We had to get out occasionally because it looked like we lost the trail a bunch of times. Plus, if something else was going to happen to our tires, we had no spare!
There was enough moonlight to see that we missed some epic views. The last section of the trail was pretty scary. We had to traverse some very steep switchbacks to get out of the canyon in the dark.
We were supposed to exit the trail and return to the false Horsethief Road to one of the campsites we found in the morning but we didn't want to go down any more rough roads that we were forced to without a spare. We ended up going all the way up to camp near Floy Wash which which we discovered over the summer. We were tired, it was late and we ended up just skipping dinner and going to bed.
We left to head home the next morning. We were not comfortable driving any more than necessary without a spare. We cut our trip a little short but we were okay with that. We pulled off along the way at some scenic pullouts (which they don't charge you for!).
It was a nice drive on our way out of Utah.
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Incidentally, after we got home, Christian was able to pound out his wheel and get the tire back on. So far it isn't leaking!