I couldn’t take Chicago any longer, so I ran away for a bit. To Utah. It was lovely.
Crossing the mountains in Colorado we were greeted by this sight:
Once out of the mountains most of what we saw was scrubland, and hills. There is something serene and beautiful about the open empty places that helps heal the wounds city living has inflicted upon me.
Our first stop was in Moab for Arches and Canyonlands national parks. While the arches in Arches are magnificent, the general landscape was breathtaking and mesmerizing.
OK, I’ll be honest, I didn’t take many photos of the arches themselves, I’ll post the few I did take in the next post. I was more fascinated by the contrast of the green soil and red rocks to be honest.