Boulder Mountain Guest Ranch
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Kids activities or Babysitting
- Pets allowed
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We are staying at a ranch for 2 nights which is fantastic, the 4 guys are in a tiny room with bunk beds while Vicky and I are in a separate cabin with a small deck, and the Jans have a suite with 2 rooms and a huge deck! Lucky for us girls! We arrived around 5:00 after a long day in the van, we came from Moab via Capitol Reef national park and …
... movie. I love that kind of stuff. I knew of a place in town that gives discounts to long-distance cyclist for camping. It's called Escalante Outfitters. It's a wood cabin that has two major rooms. One room is an outdoor gear shop and the other is a cafe that makes awesome food and boasts "full-strength beer" on their drink menu. Utah has strict alcohol laws and they limit the alcohol percentage in their beer. I ordered a veggie pizza and a ...
... of pictures so that his wife could look at them who was unable to do the walks anymore because of illness. After walking the Wash Greg gave me a lift to the bottom of Cohab then I walked back to the Car, the frying pan was cool as well.
After a days walking in Capitol which was much better than the initial impression I continued on to Moab where the plan to go mountain biking was next so bye for ...
... the other direction. I drove on carefully, country & western songs were playing from a CD, many of them love songs. I always have some music on when I’m driving … ‘Back in your arms again’ … yeah, right, in my dreams … Then ahead something lit up like an airport; ah yes, the turn off to Bryce Canyon … closed, of course … I finally reached Red Canyon, but couldn’t really see it of course, except those red rocks which had decided ...
... and we walked on. Howie explained that he had heard that you couldn’t see the ashtray before you were right in front of it; it was not a feature that stood out from miles around not just like a sore thumb, but like a giraffe in a strawberry field, like, say, The Matterhorn does. So you really had to walk to it spot on. We skirted around the side of the top, and then Howie, a few steps in the lead, said, ‘Oh wow, here it is.’