Day 6 August 10th

Greenhorn in the Green River

petroglyps

The Casbah

This is the falls from the Snake River Falls camp - the Snake doesnot fall only a small side river - also mystery smudge

Diorama of famous fossil hunter and his prosthethic limb

Dinosaur Brew Haus

We got up but we didn't go anywhere right away mainly because S did not want to; she wanted to go swimming (again). So I guess I wanted to work on the water system which was sputtering to the point of being useless. So I messed with it and refilled one of the plastic tanks the pump draws from and this helped a little. S made a nice breakfast of omelette and bacon with banshee toast (the last of that loaf). Not long after we left at 10 am we arrived at the Dinosaur National Monument and 105 degree heat. Dinosaur history had been the subject of an audio book S and I had been listening to for the last several days so the monument was appropriate. After the Quarry House with its wall of in situ bones we struck off for Josie Morris' homestead down in the park and walked the trails to two separate box canyons of magnificent proportions. Before the monument I should mention we had a sumptuous lunch at the Dinosaur Brew Haus in Vernal, UT.; raucous but with clear attention to the quality of the burger. Also of note within the monument was a float in the Green River for the cooling. When I had previously asked the girl behind the counter at the Quarry House I was admonished that entering the Green other than to ankle depth at the boat launch was simply out of the question, but no it wasn't. After a couple three hours at the monument we blasted toward a town called Maybell sort of looking for a string of Yampa River side state parks and sort of thinking about a hotel. I compose this record now at the Quality Inn in Craig, CO after kind of dinking about with a nice German fellow at his hotel across from the fair grounds where there was too much noise from the fair and he told us to go to this other place run by his friend at the other end of town but that was slightly sketchy looking (big sign on the highway for the place was blown out, for one thing). So the Quality it was. A good day and tomorrow the start of the real reason for this trip: visiting with a select group of S's friends from Texas at a house owned by one of them in a place called Frisco, CO.