The road through the Rocky Mountains is truly amazing, and by the end of Tuesday, I was both exhilarated and exhausted. Madeline and I crashed early with the idea that tomorrow, with 280 miles on the docket, would be a long day. I wasn't sure what we would find in Utah, but when I saw the sign reporting that there were "No Services for 100 Miles" - I wasn't expecting much. What we found was simply spectacular scenery, mile after mile. The rolling green mountains of Colorado gave way to mile after mile of deep red cliffs and buttes. Every now and then we'd come across a patch of green where a river or stream made the difference. We climbed again, to over 6000 feet above sea level, and while the woody did just fine, she couldn't keep up with her California cousins on the upgrades. We caught up in the villages, and after a 200-mile morning, much of the group gathered for lunch at Mom's, a world-famous diner in Salina, Utah. The sandwiches there, along with the pie, were delicious. An afternoon climb to almost 6000 feet set us up for a roll down into Delta and our home for the evening. The crew was in early today, and while we managed an oil change in town before landing, we joined the tour group in the parking lot for some tire kicking and refreshments. Madeline and I headed out for a late dinner at Top's City Cafe, a local establishment where we sat at the counter and I enjoyed the Chicken Fried Steak with country gravy - on the side, please. The cafe, a family owned establishment, had graced Route 50 and offered locals and travelers homemade pie for over 50 years. We had the strawberry pie.
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