05/18/2006: Day 5: Brown Rocks
First, expressing frustration: There is WiFi at this trailer park by the turn-off to Canyonlands National Park on the Colorado Plateau in Utah, but at the far corner. In order to check email and upload these logs, I found out that the antenna is on the bathhouse at the far end. Anywhere between Jade and John's trailer and the bathhouse it was too bright to see my screen. So, I sat on the bathhouse porch, leaned against the clapboard wall, and squinted to see my screen as I checked mail and uploaded pictures. I also uploaded a subtly "improved" trip script. I'd rewritten part of it last night, and it worked perfectly on my machine. I uploaded it, and it gave me a generic error message. I tried a few things, but my trip blog was hosed. I had to appeal to the support people by email, and wait. My uncomfortable connection time essentially wasted! I made a rookie mistake by not preserving my older script. Frustration.
My lack of sleep may have something to do with my mistakes. Our air mattress squeaked operatically on the kitchen floor every time either of us moved. The next night, we used a sheet under it!
(Obviously, I did finally get things to work. It had to do with server permissions, and incompatibilites between servers and clients).
On to Arches
We drove to Arches, did a quick look at the Visitor's Center, and then started driving along the access road.
John, from the backseat, was fond of kvetching, "What? Another stop just to look at brown rocks?"
After the forth time, he dropped his (originally very expensive) digital camera on the pavement. It is no longer reliable. A moment of silence -- quit that chuckling!
We spent all day looking at these formations.
I accidentally learned (by connecting the interpretive displays at Arches with my years of stochastic study) why oil explorers look for salt domes. It is related to how parts of this region were formed, and how salt lakes and salt flats form, and many other interconnected geological observations from the knowledge that allows us to know how the top of the slag crust that we live on continues to evolve.
So, more pictures: