Off to Abbey’s Country

We’re off on a working trip to do two of the Four Corners states – Colorado and Utah.  Our first stop is to explore Abbey’s Country.

Fifty years ago, a pretty much unknown novelist named Edward Abbey published a nonfiction account of his time serving as a seasonal ranger at what was then Arches National Monument.  The book catapulted him into the upper echelons of environmental writers and he quickly became the cantankerous voice of the desert and slickrock canyons.  I have an assignment to do a piece about Abbey and Arches for a new magazine called Utah Life.

Unfortunately, when I received the assignment, all of the camping spots in Arches were pre-booked, so we have to camp elsewhere.  Rather than stay in a commercial RV park, we decided to camp at Green River State Park for three nights and make the drive down to Arches each day.

We’re doing all this with our new truck “Tighty,” a white Nissan Titan.  Our first day’s drive was from Denver to Robb State Park near Grand Junction.  The trailer pulled nicely behind this 390-horsepower monster and even with a strong headwind, we got better gas mileage than we ever did in the past towing with our old Xterra.  And, we’re carrying a lot more stuff onboard.  I’m pleased.

We continue to Green River tomorrow.  After that, we drop down to Bluff to do a Utah Life story about what is perhaps my favorite town in Utah.  From there it’s on to Mesa Verde to research material for a future Denver Post column piece covering a stay in the land of the Ancients.  After a brief camping stopover near Dolores, home of Galloping Goose #5, we’ll be off to Capitol Reef National Park and Goblin Valley State Park for more Utah Life stories.  Then it’s home for three days before heading back to southeastern Utah for a story about rafting the San Juan River for Utah Life.

Since neither Utah Life nor the Denver Post pay expenses, it’s nice to be able to camp in our A-frame instead of buying motel space.  The food is better, and the view from our room is definitely superior to anything we’d find at a Super 8.