Charlotte's cousin Folkert stayed with us last week, his last stop on a quick cross-country trip he undertook after his internship in Montreal. After some discussion, we ended up deciding to go to Moab for the weekend to do a little Western sightseeing.
Friday afternoon we left the house and headed west on I-70. Though it was only the middle of September, there was more snow on the drive than I usually see on our way to go skiing! However, by the time we crossed the continental divide, we were mostly in the clear.
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