
That same scene is the Durango Roadtripping image that I've now made into the logo of this blog.
After driving through Monument Valley the destination was Moab. It was New Year's Eve. Christmas had been spent at Disneyland. A few days after that it was Las Vegas, then Grand Canyon, with snow on the ground.

Even though it looked inviting, I drove on, later wondering why it did not occur to me to stay there for the night. It would be years before I finally got that chance. Both times that I've houseboated on Lake Powell, the day we get off the houseboat we head towards Mexican Hat and the San Juan Inn. Maybe it has something to do with having a nice bed after days on a houseboat makes me remember it so fondly.
The San Juan Inn has a restaurant called The Olde Bridge Grille. When I've been there it's run by a Navajo mom and daughter. And ran very well. They are very friendly. The daughter taught me some Navajo words that I've forgotten. I had several Navajo tacos during my stay. Among other things. The San Juan Inn also has a well-stocked Trading Post. Our first night there we sat on the balcony watching a lightning storm in the distance. A lightning storm in the high desert is an awesome thing to see.
An interesting little tidbit from the San Juan Inn's website...
We have the only Utah State restaurant liquor license within 100 miles in every direction. If you are dining you may choose from our wine, liquor or beer list to compliment your meal.
That should give you an idea of what an isolated location this is, which is part of the attraction, to me.
2 comments:
I'm heading to Arizona and Monument Valley in about a month. Thanks for telling me about the San Juan Inn. I just now booked a room!
I as well have a strange fascination with red rocks...while living in Golden, CO, I attended an Allemande Brother's concert twice, once backstage with the band and another time as a paying customer. I traveled with my son, 4 at the time, to Morrison, CO...just about 15-20 minutes from Denver to the Red Rocks Amphitheatre. Acoustic resonance abounded, notes intensified and were sacrificed up to heaven, leaving me with a feeling that I predated time, and have witnessed a truly glorious moment.
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