Thursday, 28 May 2009. I woke to find a very sunny sky. It would be a good day for a drive in the desert. I picked up the car, filled with gas and head on down the road. I was off to a Great Basin National Park. The first part of the draw in was down the interstate. However, I soon left the end to two-lane roads off into the distance. For most of the way I was driving US 50 and US 6. There is a lot of nothing along this road. This is not to say that it isn’t pretty, which it is, but it lived up to its name of being a very lonely highway. To make sure I had plenty of gas as one could drive well over 100 miles and not see a gas station. To make sure I could get all the way to Cedar City, I filled up in Baker just outside of Great Basin National Park.
I drove up to the visitors’ center and decided it was more than time enough to have some breakfast at the café up there. It was quite a nice breakfast. After breakfast I just made it over to the start of a tour of the Lehman Caves. I got a 50% discount on the ticket price to due to having an Olde Phartes park pass. 
It was quite a nice cave tour.
Afterwards, I took the scenic drive up to where the footpath to the glacier began. The beginning of the footpath was still under snow. I couldn’t get to the glacier but the glacier had come to me. It also allowed me to be slightly silly. There were some other tourists there as well as a park ranger who were more than willing to take pictures of me standing barefoot in the snow. There I was, Pippin, coming down to the base of the path from Red Horn Pass. After all, hobbits are known to be able to go barefoot through the snow.
I then headed back to Utah and took a state highway across an empty and desolate land. It was actually quite pretty. Once I got back into cell phone range, I gave Theresa and Barry a call to let them know approximately when I would be showing up. The drive was much quicker than Google maps indicated.
When I arrived, Barry was vastly amused by the Canadian ignition system installed in my car. After I got a little bit settled in the house, we headed out for a nice prime rib dinner at a local restaurant complete with humorous country and western songs preformed live. Later that evening we tried to play a couple DVDs that I had but only one worked. We watched Ringers. It was then time to crash out.
