Lake Powell Called, It Wants Us There at 4 A.M.
We’re headed to Lake Powell as an end of summer kickoff with 3 days of dreamy 88 degree weather and 80 degree water. Yay! Thing is, we’re most likely headed that direction at 9ish pm tonight.
And it’s a seven hour drive.
Seven hours puts us in Provo at 11ish PM, Middle Of Butt Nowheres at 2ish AM and Bullfrog at 4ish AM. Boo!
“What!?” you say. “Is this Dan wussing out?”
“Pffffffft,” says I.
You know I’m good for some late night/early morning shenanigans if I’m playing some video game or all hopped up on the Dark Master– but as is, it’s going to be us packed into the third seat of our neighbor’s (the Seeleys) Yukon, children strapped in and boat in tow. I’m usually giddy about a good road trip, but that’s when I’ve got a sunny, scenic road ahead, a big fat stash of road food beside and a good nights sleep behind me. As is, it’s going to be a dark and decidedly unscenic road ahead, a stash of No-Doze beside and probably a hooptie full of the Hills Have Eyes guys or The Hitcher chasing us.
you guys are just full of all sorts of craziness..have a fantastic weekend!