South to Bluff

Just hoisted myself out of the hot tub at the Recapture Lodge in Bluff, UT and sipping on a bit of Annie's home concoction of Le'mon which is pretty doggone lovely.  The Bostie is curled up on her blanket. Her day was varied and consisted of waiting in the car while Annie and I took a bike ride down the Looking Glass Road south of Moab and enroute to Bluff. Temp at the time of foot to the pedal was 31 and snow all around. Bostie was the sentinel in the car and did a splendid job as the car was still there upon our return. Proceeded south through Monticello (not to be confused with Jefferson), and Blanding which was very confusing.

Arrived Bluff around 2:00 and junked the bags at our spot and headed out walking to the San Juan River bottom which, as the gods would have it, was on the property of the folks who run this place where we are bunking.  The Bostie broke trail and we arrived at the river after walking through old broken down cotton wood trees and the good fragrance that they surrender. I had solid thoughts of spring in the middle of the MT winter...how refreshing.

After convincing the pooch that she needed a rest, we ditched her at our room and struck out to a rise just outside of this place called Bluff. I like the lay and roll of the land here and it's history as a place that prospered at one time (gold rush) and fell upon hard times. What I like most about it however, are the legends and spirits that lurk here. You don't have to be paraperceptive to gain a sense that you are treading upon the land of the ancients. So, I stepped as quietly as possible and attempted to leave print no larger than necessary.

Photos of the bluffs and a bit of sunlight chasing finished off the day. We have a "kitchen room" thus red beans with rice and a little mystery meat added made for a culinary conclusion. All in all, a sparkling day moving south across the majestic Colorado Plateau.