Sooo about this blogging thing.... I suck! So much has happened in the last two weeks! Working at the vineyard in Southern Utah was a unique experience.. I pruned rows and rows of stubborn, tangled, overgrown grape vines, climbed and clipped the water suckers off a variety of fruit trees, shoveled and unwillingly became covered in compost, and pruned some more. I learned that I need to be in much better shape and that southern Utah is NOT warm in March. The farm welcomed us and bid us farewell with snow flurries. I wore ALL of my long sleeved clothes in as many combinations as possible for the entire week. On our two days off a few of the volunteers drove an hour and a half to Moab (for climbing) only to be welcomed by a power outage causing dust storm and more frigid temps. Despite hours of indecision and multiple full campsites, we finally joined a spot with some brothers from Montana who were also road tripping the Utah hoping for some t-shirt weather. They were very nice and saved us the trouble of sleeping in our car in a random parking place. We checked out a climbing spot in the morning and went to Arches National Park in the afternoon. Definitely worth the previous nights storm and confusion. I had some great laughs with the other volunteers, especially two girls from Portland and Ohio, but then Emy and I got out of Utah faster than you can say Utah.
We may or may not have taken a nice hike in canyon lands and stay at a hostel where I made friends with a group of youngsters from the Philippines.
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| Landscape Arch |
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| The farm |
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| Canyonlands |
Now I am in Vegas once again! And the weather is perfection (minus the tent rocking wind speeds that have led us to relocate to the back of Emy's car). Sunny all day and one sleeping bag conditions at night. We are sharing a camp site with a lovely couple from Northern Cali, who pimped a utility van into a fully functioning house and are taking the ride of their lives. They have given Emy and I tons of information about where to head next on our trip and seem to have a guide book for every sporting destination.. surfing, climbing, hot springing and maps to accompany.
Ohhh, well I guess I will tell you this too.. But I had my first American hitch hiking experience before getting to the farm but after spending 6+ hours at the only coffee shop in Green River, Utah. I tried going to the library..lugging who know how many lbs of stuff across the town, but obviously that would be closed on a Wednesday afternoon.. so then I stood doubtfully on the corner with my thumb half way up. I ended up 3-5 miles away from the coffee shop, fishing on the Green River (which is very brown) with some nice whisky drinkin folk and their two dogs. Can give more detail in person.. but I survived.. thank the universe!
I miss everyone! Thanks for reading!
Taylore
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