As we turned onto the highway, we became surrounded by cloud cover; we could see easily down the pavement, but the landscape was not as discernible. Snow and frost covered trees, bushes and tall grasses; we were traveling through a mysterious, arctic wonderland.
Between Mile Mark 116 and 117. |
Traveling Westward. |
Snow streaked Comb Ridge loomed starkly against the grayish-white sky; as we drove through the pass, we noticed more current rock fall.
Looking Back Eastward. |
Entrance to Lower Arch Canyon. |
The various canyons along the way were heavily laden with snow; icicles hanging from tree branches.
It wasn't until we'd passed Natural Bridges, Cedar Mesa/Grand Gulch, the Abajo Mountains, and hit open range again that we found ourselves surrounded by sunny, clear sky; instead of being shrouded in clouds.
Moss Back Butte in the distance (right). |
Moss Back Butte |
White Canyon was barely recognizable with the snow lying within it; we couldn't even make out the slickrock, embedded with crystals, we enjoy walking upon.
Looking back, Bears Ears were more discernible; it's only at certain points that their similarity to actual bear ears can be made out.
Cheesebox, Cheesebox Canyon |
Cheesebox; Lone Butte in background. |
Henry Mountains. |
On the way back, we saw another snow laden canyon looking so beautiful in the sunlight.
Closer towards Blanding, Sleeping Ute Mountain appeared; the body of the Ute Chief floating upon a bed of clouds.
Even though Southeastern Utah is classified primarily as a desert area, do not be fooled; it does go through all four seasons. So, if you come out here, in the winter, expecting to traipse around in shorts, tank top and flip flops....SURPRISE!!! Yeah, that would be a big NO!!!
Mary Cokenour