As the sun set and darkness fell, the imagery was almost magical.
We celebrated Stanley's birthday at the Old Utah Hotel which is presently the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. The restaurant was on the top floor with huge windows providing spectacular views of Downtown Salt Lake City and especially the temple.
Finally, with complete darkness, the temple lit up. What a sight!
The building is lovely. Especially the original glass ceiling. A huge marble floor was too inviting to pass up. The lady in the middle of the collage was the hostess for the evening - ready to bring us up to date on the entire history of the building if we so desired. The building is celebrating an anniversary of the the hey-day of its time as a hotel so our hostess was dressed in period costume.
Happy Birthday, Birthday Boy! Every year gets better and better!
I don't think I had ever heard of the Fremont Indians before this adventure. They lived about the same time as the Anasazi Indians, made beautiful pottery, lived underground, and made beautiful art on the canyon walls.
Here are some of the best photos I made in the canyon:
My hiking companions:
That's Betty coming back up from a visit to the underground dwelling. She reported that there wasn't much to see - too dark.
Remember the song? I can't attest to cigarette trees and the whiskey rivers, but we had some great salads at the Big Rock Candy Mountain Restaurant. And nobody asked us to work.
Sorry, Alaskans! It's just too far!
What a beautiful river! It just went on and on and on!
I couldn't believe it. I snapped the photo of the ox blood desk and the camera told me it had insufficient battery! I hope my friend Jim got some good photos. If so, I'll share them later.