I've mentioned before that maybe my single biggest parenting win was not giving the kids the ipad for road trips but getting them to listen to podcasts. This has, in a small way, backfired as Lucas adamantly listens to Myths and Legends while Nadia prefers music.
Anticipating the arguments I downloaded our first audiobook - Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card - and we left Tuesday afternoon. The audiobook was key as it was an engrossing listen and the kids were into it making the miles fly by. We got to Boise and had dinner with my friend Tom and stayed in at the Riverside Hotel because they have a good pool. After our swim Lucas said, "I already have one good memory from this trip!" Score!
Wednesday we started early so we'd get into Moab in time to get groceries but just outside SLC the Volvo's check engine light came on and it started running rough. It was 5pm the day before Thanksgiving. A wave of panic hit me as I imagined the bill for a blown motor and spending Thanksgiving in a motel in Provo. Every mechanic was closed for the weekend. We limped back to Provo, found a U-Haul still open, rented a pickup and tossed our bags and bikes into the back.
The kids are so damned resilient. To them the trip got more interesting and they kept joking about what else could go wrong. We sat three across in a single cab pickup and I remembered my childhood sitting on a bench seat next to my dad in our old F100.
We got in at midnight - long after everything closed.
In the morning I went to the market to buy what we needed for Thanksgiving - it is basically a nostalgic meal and follows the routine: turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing and green beans. Exactly what the kids asked for. The turkey - the only one available was frozen solid and with the kids still asleep I went for a ride on Pipe Dream, a trail just on the edge of town.
After I took the kids hiking in the canyons outside of town as the turkey was
still frozen.
We found petroglyphs along the rocks and sarcasm runs deep in the kids; they pointed out shopping carts, bowls of salsa and a chocolate fountain. We headed back to the condo and started cooking at 5pm - a bit late but that's when the turkey was finally thawed. We spatchcocked it to speed the process and ended up having a great meal by 7. I was asleep by 8pm.
Early on Friday I found a mechanic who was able to fix the car (faulty #3 coil) and that was a huge relief. Things were looking up.
Then Sacha tested negative for Covid and arrived at noon. We rode Navajo Rocks; it was cold, raining and a more technical ride so I let the kids hang in the condo. They were thrilled and I wanted a longer ride with Sacha so it worked out.
We went out to dinner that night and after played cards in the condo. Having Sacha join us made a huge difference. Saturday we did a 4x4 tour and I was hoping we'd be able to just rent one and go on our own but it was a guided tour - more research next time.
Nonetheless everyone had a great time on the 4x4 tour. It's remarkable what those things can climb and you can't help but enjoy the landscape.
We left early Sunday and while it was only three days in Moab it was a great three days. We picked up the car in Provo, loaded our things and made it to Boise by 5pm. As we were checking into our hotel Nadia got a notice that the teachers strike had ended and that they had school the next day. We canceled the hotel, filled up the coffee mug and got back on the road arriving at midnight. 1050 miles in 15 hours.
On paper the trip didn't make sense - we drove over 2000 miles to ride 20 miles - but it was needed and it
was memorable.
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