I’ve returned from exploring Marble<\/strong> in the gathering dusk.\u00a0 I’m back at the campsite sittin on my cooler messing around on this very laptop, probably working on this very blog, when I catch a movement out of the corner of my eye, and EEK!\u00a0 it’s a mouse!! in my van!!!<\/em><\/span> In my imagination this cannot be just a plain old mouse, rather it must<\/em> be some kind of magical wilderness rodent, it must be a jumping mouse otherwise how the hell did it get in here?!<\/p>\n

It sure looks like a plain old mouse – gray and skinny … from a little web research I don’t think it’s a pocket mouse<\/em> because it’s too big and I don’t think it’s a kangaroo rat<\/em> because its hind legs aren’t bigger than its front legs, so I don’t know what it is, but having it in my van freaked me out.<\/p>\n

[days later: it was just a regular f–ing mouse<\/em>, such as you might find at a campground a half mile from town, where people basically live while visiting the town.\u00a0 No magic jumping powers.\u00a0 There has to be some kind of way in and out of this van in the undercarriage.]<\/p>\n

So my relaxing afternoon was not<\/em> relaxing after all.\u00a0 I chased it to the back of the van, took all my storage out to try to find him.\u00a0 All in all I made quite a ruckus and got myself in a big dither – but it was a big FAIL on getting the mouse out.\u00a0 I now know that my whole model of what the heck was going on was wrong,wrong,wrong, but this didn’t become clear for a couple of stressful days.<\/p>\n

These critters are nocturnal, you know.\u00a0 It woke me up at 2 in the morning with its busy bustling around.\u00a0 The van is pretty tight in general, but the channel where the electrical wires run from the inverter right behind the drivers seat to the various 120V items in the back of the van is unsealed, and that’s where the little f—er disappears whenever he needs to.<\/p>\n

Sunday<\/h3>\n

Another tour of Marble.\u00a0 I really love the actual marble strewn carelessly about everywhere, but that’s about it.\u00a0 The townspeople are not what I would call welcoming.\u00a0 I was pretty un-charmed by what little I interaction I had with them.<\/p>\n

So, out of Marble, up and over the hill, through a succession of valleys, till I round the corner in one steep valley and there is a gigantic coal mine<\/em>!\u00a0 The coal mine continues for 3-4 miles, until the little town of Somerset<\/strong>, whose welcome sign says “Coal Mining Town Since 1896”.\u00a0 And the funny thing is that it really is<\/em> a mining town – noticeably different from every other little town I drove through in Colorado.\u00a0 Suddenly the wide road got narrow and windy with crappy little wooden houses crowded right up to the road, just like driving through a West Virginia coal town!\u00a0 This is not a compliment.<\/p>\n

After that the valley opened up a very prosperous little agricultural zone.\u00a0 I made my best decision of the day, to stop at this orchard store, which turned out to have a little restaurant with breakfast burritos all day, tomato salsa made ten minutes ago, coffee, wifi, apricots and pears from their orchards – awesome!\u00a0 Delicious Orchards <\/strong>near Paonie<\/strong>, CO if you’re ever out that way.<\/p>\n

The valley kept getting bigger, and soon I was on US 550, the major north-south thoroughfare for the west side of the state.\u00a0 Drove through boring Monroe<\/strong> to make it to Ridgway<\/strong>, and woo!\u00a0 I’m here.<\/p>\n

Here being Orvis Hot Springs<\/strong>.\u00a0 This and Pagosa Springs are my favorite hot springs anywhere!\u00a0 If only it were closer to where I live.\u00a0 It’s a nudie place.\u00a0 There’s a main building with showers and a kitchen and a couple of private tubs.\u00a0 You have to wear clothes once you enter the building.\u00a0\u00a0 But once outside, there is one big pool, a couple of smaller pools, one very hot small pool, lovely grass to hang out on, and a sauna.\u00a0 The oddest thing is that there is a smoking pool!\u00a0 It’s off in a corner, with a couple of industrial-strength ash collectors, where the smokers can indulge their unpleasant vice and have a healthy soak at the same time!\u00a0 There is a tent camping area, but car camping is just the parking lot.<\/p>\n

Monday<\/h3>\n

After a morning wifi orgy and a soak and free coffee with the brownie I got from the orchard yesterday (I’m so smart sometimes!) it was time to tear myself away.\u00a0 I had quite a pleasant breakfast in a swishy little cafe in Ridgway.\u00a0\u00a0 Ridgway seems like a pretty cool town that I could get used to.I stopped at the hardware store to by a non-killer mouse trap.<\/p>\n

Very pretty drive over the mountains to the west, along the not very wide or straight road to Telluride<\/strong>.\u00a0 I’ve been on a lot of such roads, but most do not have BMWs and Escalades screaming down them.<\/p>\n

After the turnoff for Telluride things got calmer.\u00a0 Colorado is such a pretty state.\u00a0 It’s probably a little greener than usual because of the rainy week we’ve had.\u00a0 SR xx to Dolores was quite steep and dramatic.\u00a0 I know from previous trips that Dolores\/Mancos<\/strong> is pretty wide open and flat, so as I was coming down the final valley I was looking for the transition.\u00a0 It was a quick<\/em> transition.\u00a0 Ten-ish miles out of Dolores I was still in a narrow, high-walled canyon, four miles later I was in the plains!\u00a0 Not many campsites around here so I decide to press on to Utah.<\/p>\n

I curved around nondescript hills and dales until about the Colo\/Utah border when the road straightened and went arrow straight across the gently rising plain to Monticello<\/strong> with the excellent Abajo Mountains<\/strong> behind.\u00a0 My campground was listed as five miles off the highway.\u00a0 After my bad experience in Montana I was a little worried, but this time it was a good paved road following basically the same straight line I’d been on for the last 30 miles.<\/p>\n

The campground was in scrub oaks and aspens.\u00a0 Kinda pretty, but it felt cramped to me.\u00a0 The campground host has a mean dog and seemed kind of sketchy to me.\u00a0 I didn’t particularly dig it here.\u00a0 I think the rodent has gotten into my head … as well as my van.<\/p>\n

About 2AM my nocturnal companion came out.\u00a0 I caught the little f—er twice and still didn’t get rid of him! This is crazy. The funny little gray plastic box trap actually worked!\u00a0 First time I simply opened the van door and dropped him outside and hoped that was the end of it.<\/p>\n

No so.\u00a0 15 minutes later I had a mouse in the trap again.\u00a0 Same mouse, different mouse, who knows?\u00a0 I think same mouse.\u00a0 Anyway this time I put the trap with mouse in it in the tupperware I carry around and put it outside.\u00a0 I cracked the lid a little because at this point I still did not want to kill the little guy.\u00a0 I just wanted to study it in the morning and let it go its merry way.\u00a0 Sounds pretty dumb to write it now, but that’s what I did.<\/p>\n

Tuesday<\/h3>\n

Opened the tupperware in the morning, and no mouse! There were bite and claw marks around the lid, so it forced its way out to freedom.\u00a0 I am a pretty incompetent mouse remover … I shake off my gloom about all this and start my day.<\/p>\n

Coast down the hill back to Monticello, which might be my favorite Utah town after Moab … and I guess Logan.\u00a0 Most Utah towns are a little too Mormon-y for me, like there’s a polygamy cult over the hill or something.\u00a0 Basically the whole Mormon thing just creeps me out.\u00a0 Anyway … there was an excellent little hippie cafe with wifi where I hung for a couple of hours doing my planning thing.\u00a0 I decided to use one of my extra days to make the up and back trip to the Needles<\/em>, the southernmost of the three access roads of Canyonlands National Park<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

It was an OK day, but I can now say been there, done that, don’t need to do it again.\u00a0 There were plenty of classic Utah crazy rocks, but I will see plenty of crazy rocks in the next few days.\u00a0 The other Canyonlands road – Island in the Sky – is way, way cooler.\u00a0 Much more dramatic to be up there looking down here.<\/p>\n

The drive is quite nice though.\u00a0 Coming back, there are a few miles of wide-open spaces, huge mesas and buttes, a lot like Monument Valley, then a narrow canyon full of cottonwoods closed in by steep cliffs – lots of petroglyphs – Newspaper Rock<\/strong> being the headliner.\u00a0 Then climb out of that canyon back up the side of the Abajos where you leave the desert and are back in green country, oaks and pines and aspens and some other scrubby thing that was having an early autumn, peppering the hills with yellow.\u00a0 Drove right past last night’s campground back to Monticello.<\/p>\n

Back to this morning’s cafe; I think this is the first time I’ve eaten two restaurant meals on one day on the whole trip, and they were both at the same restaurant!<\/p>\n

Tonight’s campground is really nice, much better than last night’s.\u00a0 This is opposite of what I thought from their web descriptions, go figure.\u00a0 This one is 12 miles south of Monticello on the main north-south road, up on a little promontory, with an excellent sunset, interesting little cliffs and a feeling of spaciousness.\u00a0 woo!<\/p>\n

I lay out my traps and prepare for another night of matching wits with a little rodent … FAIL again.I think it’s figured out the little plastic box – time to escalate.<\/p>\n

Wednesday<\/h3>\n

Up again, from about 3am to 5am.\u00a0 This is not satisfactory.\u00a0 I’m laying there reading, trying to get sleepy, and it crawls around the edge of my bed onto my sleeping bag and stares at me for a minute.\u00a0 That’s it.\u00a0 Definitely time to escalate.\u00a0 It must leave or it must die.<\/p>\n

Drive to Blanding<\/strong>, had breakfast at the local’s place and dropped by the hardware story for an old school snapping\/killing mousetrap.\u00a0 A little wifi at the library, the off into the Utah interior.<\/p>\n

So far the its going the same as it always does.\u00a0 20 miles out of town is the Burr Ridge<\/strong>, a very impressive ridge of sandstone that goes all the way into Arizona.\u00a0 At the bottom of the ridge is an area with apparently sanctioned BLM camping.\u00a0 Again, it’s way to early in the day for me to stop, enticing though it might be.\u00a0\u00a0 Again, Natural Bridge National Monument<\/strong> seems a litte too off the road to drive down to.\u00a0 Again Fry Canyon<\/strong> is an amazing thing to drive through, and the Fry Canyon Lodge looks interesting, but again it’s 1:30 in the afternoon.<\/p>\n

At Hite<\/strong>, before the dramatic bridge over the upper end of Lake Powell (the impoundment of Glenn Canyon Dam) I break out of my mold and drive down to the beach there and swim in the lake.\u00a0 Excellent!\u00a0 That is where I am now, typing and just chilling for a while.\u00a0 I could stay here tonight, and indeed I’ll bet sunset is amazing here.\u00a0 But that is four hours from now, and it’s a pretty crappy place to hang out in the middle of the day, so I will press on.<\/p>\n

The good news is that this little swimming break has broken me out of my funk, so I am pretty cheerful heading to Hanksville<\/strong>.\u00a0 There turn out to be semi-official pull off camping places all over the place around here.<\/p>\n

I however opt to pay the $15 to stay at the Red Rock Campground<\/strong>, right in the heart of downtown Hanksville (which consists of about 14 buildings).\u00a0 It’s a cheesy little place, but I’m really enjoying it.<\/p>\n

This is possibly the ugliest place to camp in 100 miles.\u00a0 There’s a junkyard right across the fence. Hanksville is ugly in general, and even though the hills around are natural, they look like mining waste.\u00a0 Also, the big rains of the last week have made the mosquitoes vicious.\u00a0 Nonetheless I am very happy here.\u00a0 I just think I am ready for the shower and a few creature comforts, like walking 20 yards to the restaurant for pie and decaf after sunset, and wifi in the van.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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