chronicles of she

our visit to moab was wonderful. we took friday off work but found ourselves leisurely moseying on down. we were banking blm camping which is first-come, first-serve, but we got there too late and there was absolutely nothing left. it must have been spring break weekend for every school district in utah and colorado because moab was packed. all campground were packed. we finally found one tent spot left at a commercial campground not dissimilar to the koa. i was super bummed about that because camping in moab in the middle of the desert is basically the reason you go. or one of the top ten reasons to go. i was stupid for not just reserving a campground in one of the national parks to begin with.

saturday morning two of jared's bike friends called and said they were in moab with their inflatable kayaks and invited us to float the colorado with them. without too much thought we drove into town and rented a tandem inflatable kayak for a really reasonable price. we parked our car at the bottom of the river and drove in their car up the river. we ended up floating about 14 miles and hit about 5 rapids. the first two hours were soo dreamy. paddling the colorado river, sunny, and 75 degrees. but jared isn't the fondest of water and he sort of hit this point where he was done. i'm not going to lie, i had definitely had my fair share of fun by the time we were going on three hours. finally we pulled off to the side and our friend hitch-hiked up the hill to the car. we only went about 2/3 of the way that we originally planned, but who cares! we had so much fun. there were these gorgeous cranes all along the river that were unbelievably beautiful, i kept wondering why they weren't caged up in a zoo. how sad is that?

we ended up camping with our friends on free land. which basically meant, three amigos style roughing it camping. walking far enough away to pee or poop. smores. talks about the meaning of life and bikes and guys wearing long hair, while jared and i politely declined their marijuana invitation. sunday was supposed to be rainy and useless. but lucky for us, it was actually 70 degrees and overcast, literally the perfect weather to hike and bike. except for five minutes when the sun came out, as is evidenced by my one blue skies photo. we started out the day, which happened to be my birthday, with an amazing mountain bike ride. it was the perfect trail. i wish i could ride it to start my day every day of my life.

we bee-lined it to delicate arch which was packed per usual. before leaving, we grabbed some delicious milt's stop-and-go which was even tastier than i remembered the first time, like so tasty i would drive back down to moab just to eat it again. and then we headed home, into an ice storm and back to our daily lives of work and school for me, and work and more work for jared. we are just trying to figure out how to make the vanlife work for us, because we wouldn't mind living this weekend every day of our lives.