Today the odometer on Thomas' bike computer reads 1622 miles, or 2610 kilometers. I'm happy to state this because for the first time Thomas and I saw a road sign displaying "Las Vegas 350 miles." It brightened the day for both of to think that we were so close after nearly six weeks. Of course we're not taking the shortest 350 mile route, the next three big features are Capitol Reef, Bryce and Zion National Parks.
For Thanksgiving Thomas and I free camped on the western shore of Utah Lake. I tried to cook a coconut curry meal good enough to send any thoughts of turkey awash, but it didn't cut the cake. However the fading light of the day on the mountains made for an enjoyable sunset. As the light went red Thomas and I joked about the nearby city of Provo. It is one of the larger communities in Utah and has one bar. The people there live for the book of Mormon. Earlier that day we went to temple square in Salt Lake City. Every street in the city is oriented upon the temple. It is the international headquarters for the church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints. The centre of Salt Lake City is exorbitant and of papal proportions.
On Saturday Thomas and I had been searching for a couch to crash on when we met Chaz at his place of employment, Carlucci's bakery. He invited us to stay at his place and join in a backyard party. Two bands, both good friends of Chaz, were coming through town that night and he had asked them to play a set. Another local solo artist and a third band made for a great evening of rock and pop music. Could we be any luckier? Yes dear reader, it was topped off by Chaz bringing home a garbage bag full of bread from his bakery and a scrambled egg breakfast with coffee.
