Today our journey took us to Goblin Valley State Park, about an hour & half east of us. Was actually able to get into the valley via steps and walk/hike amongst the goblins. I wanted to make it to the canyon wall, but it was hot (89), in the sun, and my MS heat intolerance kicked in. I had so much fun walking around in the valley before we decided to head back to the truck. When we left, we took a BLM gravel road to another canyon and found a canyon wall that we could park in the shade and had our (late afternoon) picnic lunch. It was so quiet and peaceful there.
The last picture is a snake – yes, there are snakes in the desert! Non-poisonous.
We left the park and headed back to Green River, to the campground. I wanted to stop at the restaurant we had eaten at the night before to get a light meal – I wanted some Indian fry bread! When we went to enter the restaurant, a young man behind me opened the door and said, “How’s that Utah hospitality for a couple of Georgians?” I guess he saw us get out of the truck and our tag. I thanked him, he asked where we were from in GA and we asked where he was from – Marietta. Then he had moved to California. So we went our separate ways – there was a 30 minute wait and when we were seated, it was at a table for 6. About 1/2 way through our meal, the hostess brought our new friend to be seated at a table for 6 right behind us. I heard him say he didn’t want to take up that big table for just himself, so I reached around and grabbed his shoulder and said, “Hey, GA boy, come join us.” And so he did. And here’s the really cool thing. He was helping some friends in the area as a river guide and he was telling us about places to see in the area. We had told him we were full time RVing. The conversation continued and he asked if we had children – that’s when we told him about Megan and expecting our first grandbaby and then we told him about Thomas. And then he said his occupation was a traveling trauma nurse who did contract work for certain periods of time, then traveled around the world until time to work some more. He was interested in “our story” about Thomas and spoke several times about how good God is. I’m certain God put Michael in our path – before we left he got up and wanted a hug and I told him to remember us and Thomas when he was working with his trauma patients. God IS GOOD, always. We’ve been kept safe and we have seen so much of His beauty. Thank you, Father, for all Your blessings.
Until tomorrow.
GA Gypsies - Fulltiming 