Late winter at Moab

We opened the cabin up in March after closing it down and winterizing it in December of last year. Snow was still on the ground in the shady spots but for the most part the days were sunny and warm the second week of March. Unfortunately that did not last. With the arrival of our first guests, a snow storm moved in and lingered for most of their week. The wind picked up and that was cause for some unmet expectations. First, the propane heater at the base of the stairs has a vent directly outside (with the best wind resistant cap made) and is susceptible to having the pilot light blow out. It did, repeatedly and it is unreasonable for guests to have to go through the procedure of relighting the pilot light. 

Second, with snow falling during the night then melting during the day the half mile lane into the cabin was pretty messy and really required a four wheel drive. While I tell guests that the weather is unpredictable in March I am now going to plainly state that during the month of March and most of April a high clearance 4 Wheel drive vehicle is recommended. I pro-rated money back to the two sets of guests that stayed at the cabin during the bad weather and apologized for not recommending 4 wheel drives. At 7300 feet in elevation the weather is likely to be cold at night and warm in the day but with snow melt that makes the road muddy. This is a picture of the cabin at sunset from the West looking East.

End of the season. Farland our caretaker took this picture this morning and with the last guests departing it is time to winterize the place and await for better weather. Farland reports that there will be enough snow to go skiing by tomorrow. Sitting at 7200 feet elevation the cabin has a weather pattern closer to Monticello Utah than Moab even though it sits 60 miles away. A couple friends and I will head up this week and drain the pipes etc for the next couple months. This is a far cry from the normal sunny days we enjoy for most of the season. Winter didn't arrive until today which is about normal.

One evening when I was riding in my old pickup truck down the sandflats road,

A beautiful bluebird came flying down

My eyes caught the color as it led me down the road,

Dipping and bobbing in the sun, finally resting long enough to pose.

If heaven had a window where the sun came shining through

Like a beautiful bluebird, I’d come flying back to you.

            Neil Young Chrome Dreams ll

            Beautiful bluebird

Cathedral door on the right side of this hoodoo from the Sand Flats Road. To the left is Dane's crevice. Fall 2012 this is coming down into town from the cabin. We decided that a hamburger in town was what we wanted to eat. At Milts.

My wife Susie and I at Warner lake with the fall colors reflected in the lake waters. Fall 2012 Crisp nights and cool days and beautiful fall colors.

Thanks to my wife and son Dane for traveling and helping me swap out refrigerators at the cabin. The Eric Sondrup SubZero, a monster of an appliance had one of it's two compressors give up the ghost. Because guests were at the cabin, I felt it necessary to get a new one to the cabin immediately. I heard of the bad news on Friday morning from Farland, bought a fridge in the afternoon. Loaded it on the truck and left Saturday morning around 8:30 after picking up Dane. Susie was a good sport by coming along for a date and sitting in the little extra cab portion of the pickup. I needed Dane to come for his muscle. It took four adult men to position that subzero in and I was worried that Dane and I would be hard pressed to get it out.
  We arrived in Moab around 5 and bought some groceries then headed up to the loop road with the new fridge standing upright in the pickup. Bart Jennings and his family were staying at the cabin and were good sports to let us interrupt their dinner in order to take out the old fridge. We dismantled as much of it as we could and between Dane, Bart and I got it out and into the pickup and the new one put in.

  Our original plan was to spend the night in the love shack and take off early Sunday morning for home. We were done with our chore and on the way down to the love shack when I jokingly asked if they (Susie & Dane) wanted to go home instead of staying the night. They both thought it over and decided they preferred coming home. I was literally on the bottom bunk bed starting to stretch out when they said we were taking off. So at 8:30 PM we drove back to Phoenix. I drove to Blanding, Dane to Tuba City then me into home. We arrived as the sun rose over the mountains to the east of Phoenix. I was in bed by 6:00 AM and got up at 8:30 to attempt church but quickly realized I wouldn't make it, so back to bed. Slept until 11:30 and had a wonderful day recuperating from driving just less than a 1000 miles in 21 hours.

Danny Prickett of Castle Valley was my choice to replace the well pump and wire. Danny not only came in with a bid less than the competition, he saved me a bunch of money by spotting a mis-diagnosed problem from the competitor. Instead of a $1000.00 bill on this particular item it was $200.00 and then he went on to fix a leaky PVC pipe for free while he was there. This photo shows the well head which goes down 1060 feet and the special pipe extractor Danny fabricated to draw out the old pipe. This was a big job and Desert H2O was awesome. Did a great job and made a friend at the same time. I have used Danny on a variety of projects since this photo and each time felt he gave me a good price. With Danny's efforts we have a new pump, new wire, new automatic shut off and automatic cistern fill system in place. Owning the cabin just got a whole lot easier because of this. No longer do we have to hand fill and watch the water fill the tanks as they are all set up to automatically fill now.

Fall colors in the Blue Mountains

Led by Dan Sheran from Monticello Utah a group of us rode the Blue moutain range and experienced one of Natures divine miracles. The Fall change of colors amongst the forests.

While I have always been disappointed that this change lasts for such a short time, it serves to appreciate it all the more. Photos do not do it justice, but serve as reminders of how beautiful the Blue Mountains are.