Last time I posted I was sitting on a shuttle at ten to five in the morning, a day behind, saying the good part hadn't started yet. Turns out it had. I just wasn't there for it yet.
Bryce Canyon was the whole trip, honestly. It's unbelievable. You stand at the rim and the scale of it just doesn't fit in your head, and none of these pictures get it.
The thing that got me is that the erosion patterns look exactly like ruins. Columns, arches, walls with the tops missing. Which makes sense when you think about it, because it's the same process either way. Man made stone or natural stone, it's all just rock sitting out in the weather long enough.
It's an ancient place and you feel it standing there. I got a lot out of being in it.
Then nine hours from Bryce all the way back to Denver. Driving across Utah is unbelievably beautiful, it's incredible. Long haul and kinda rough by the end, but a beautiful trip in its own right.
Somewhere in the middle we pulled into this little roadside place advertising fresh baked goods and burgers, and pretty much the second we got in the door a very large German guy with a thick accent goes, do you want a burger. There were two Germans I think. We stumbled into some sort of happening. I didn't get any pictures, which is probably correct.
Then my flight out of Denver got cancelled and there was a whole rescheduling thing, so I lost an extra morning out there. But it all worked out.
Grand Central, then a train, then home. I'm back in the studio now with three tracks going that weren't there before. Ready to get things cranking again.