Monday, August 11, 2008

Utah...the final frontier.

For us, at least. Space was not an option.
We decided we had to get the Welcome to Utah sign, even if it required pulling over on the side of the interstate, which is what we did. Never mind that the speed limit was 75 mph. It was all worth the photo.

Yes, Utah does have beer. And a sense a humor.

Even though we are soooo pooped as we stand on top of Hidden Peak (elevation 11,000 feet) at Snowbird Ski Resort, we are still darn cute.


If we had skis on, these signs would tell us where to go. Black means VERY hard skiing, so it's a good thing we didn't have skis on. (The snow situation helped out, too. There was none.)
[Insert ooohs and aaaahs here.]
Amanda and Moroni. He's the golden angel blowing his horn atop the Mormon Temple in Salt Lake City.

THE END.

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