Day 1: 8/8/02:

• Departed 11:30am-ish
• At 7-11, as we were stocking up on ice, a kid crossed the street on a red light, so he got honked at. He proceeded to pick up his skateboard and threaten to smash the truck that honked at him with it. It was great. The guy in the next car pointed and laughed at the aggro youth.
• Nate dried out his toungue and made me touch it.
• Nate made a boobies sign and showed it to a hottie driving in Vegas. "Boobies?"
• The rest of Nevada was pretty lame. [shock!]
• Took a picture at Arizona sign... that was a suprise... How did we end up in Arizona? Threw rocks at the sign [I hit the star my first throw... but no lights went off, and I didn't get a stuffed animal. weak.] Found THE hubcap.. actually found it at Nevada sign... oops.
• So, Arizona was cool. Virgin River Gorge was awesome! You drive through the cracks of these huge mountains... you don't even have to climb or go around them.
• Then Utah
• It was really red, like REALLY red. Everything looked really neat. Even the freeway was red. We decided Zion National Park wasn't that far out of the way.
• Nate thinks he should retire there [the riverside area outside of Zion] when he's 50.
• Rocks with faces. [Man, I tell yah. I've never been to a place that had so many rocks that looked like faces in my life. It was weird... I'd hate to be on some bad 60's acid trip and end up in that valley. I'd be well past creeped out.]
• $20 bucks to drive thru Zion
• It was pretty impressive, everything was red, still, and the rocks had neat liney things and you could see all the different strata on the huge cliffs
• Drove thru 1.1 mile tunnel, it was really dark, except for when you drove by the windows.
• Stopped and made turkey sandwiches and O.J. at checkerboard mesa. It was good. Problem was, when we were done, it was dark and we were all full & tired and still about 100 miles to go.
• Saw "Orderville" and "Circleville" no "commie" or "fascist"-ville though.
• Saw "Homestyle Ho-Made pies" at the Thunderbird Restaurant.
• Finally got to the KOA, right after 15 year old sluts at us at a gas station. They came back and honked again. We [well, actually Brian] tried to get the "Boobies?" sign out on time, but failed. Set up the tent all pro-like and go to bed somewhere around 10:30.
• So, 11 hours, 598 miles. Yeah!

  onward to day 2! >