December 21, 2018
I married Joe just after his Buick Skylark days. At a time when he was driving a four-door sedan in attempt to seem mature and settled. I didn’t know him in his dirt bike days, but I’ve heard stories. Joe fell into the category of “You don’t think I can ride through the mud up that hill? Watch me!”
Joe’s dirt bike days come to mind, when we encounter road warning signs. The big yellow sign for Moki Dugway we saw this afternoon read: 3 MILES OF UNIMPROVED ROADS, SHARP CURVES, STEEP GRADES, 6 MILES AHEAD. A sign that seems to shout out turn around! Go back, or fear for your lives.
I did notice a road grader parked where the pavement turned to dirt. Warning signs aside, the road was well maintained and it was a smooth ride to the top of the mesa. We stopped more than once to take photos. I could hear drivers tooting their car horns as they drove around blind curves. I did wonder why is this road here? A question that I’m asking myself on an almost daily basis as Joe plans our routes.
Jenny Hohner