We made it to Arches at 4 in the afternoon, which was about 8 hours later than hoped. Grand Junction was too nice to flee from too early, and there was a stunning canyon to drive down.
We went straight for the Delicate Arch trailhead. There were evil (and omnipresent) clouds in the not-so-distant distance, so we were anxious to get up and down fast. And we did! We got up to the Arch, appreciated all the views, took loads of photos and tried not to get blown off any of the sheer drops by the wind. It was great fun scrambling on all the rocks at the top. On the way out of the park, we saw, due to the sunset and a clearing in the clouds, some absolutely stunning views…
But we couldn’t loiter. We had to drive several hundred miles that evening to a town called Many Farms in the Navajo Indian Reservation. I counted no farms at all. It’s a sad sight to see, the reservation; so much squalor and poverty on land unfit for modern human habitation. Our host that evening, Kris, was enthusiastic and fun, but his apartment was lacking in the cleanliness and furniture department. He gave his room to another surfer couple, so he joined us sleeping in the living room. Very trusting and pleasant fellow though.
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