Goblins and San Rafael Swell/ing

Here's a pic of my little sis, Linda (left) running with me. We're wearing such bad-ass dresses! This past week, I visited the fam back in north Florida and was sent home by my mother with over 50 pounds of frozen, ziplocked blueberries and blackberries in a large suitcase, which was already bringing unwanted attention because something questionable was leaking or sweating from the inside by the time I reached the check-in counter. Argh! Luckily, the damp suitcase was due to the condensation from all the frozen yet thawing bags of fruit inside (rather than from leaking fruit).

This weekend, I took another trip to Mystic Hot Springs (my most visited spot in Utah!) and camping in Goblin Valley State Park, on BLM land. Our camping spot was ideal with a 360-degree view of the surrounding red rock faces and panoramic of the gorgeous desert. That night, the winds nearly lifted the tent, slightly exciting and slightly terrifying, but all and all, the tent withstood it...only a few stakes were uprooted.



The next morning, we hiked among the mushroom-shaped rock formations, followed by a scenic drive back to Salt Lake, which include window views of San Rafael Swell's stunning, huge rock formations.