Not enough wet to put on the rain gear,
and it didn't last long. Winding down US-89 through small towns and
cities like Logan, UT, and Salt Lake City.
Stopped at a quaint place for breakfast,
the Yankee Doodle Cafe. If it's red, white and blue, it's on the
shelves, or tacked to the wall, or hanging from the overhead beams.
Signs, flags, model cars, airplanes--well, you name it. I sensed a bit
of American spirit (to say the least).
Tried to stay on 89, but it turned
into an urban street with too many traffic lights. Moved to the
Interstate and coasted into Sandy, checked into a motel, ate dinner and then
the rains hit. Poured all night while I was tucked away under the
covers warm and dry.
Yankee Doodle Cafe in Alpine Junction, WY