Adventure

We made a quick trip to St. George this weekend to see my mom get sealed to her wonderful husband, Clarence. On Saturday we were going to drive up to her house in Glendale then go home the next day, but the three of us (Chris, Riley, and I) decided to just brave the Reservation and drive home that night. It's pretty dangerous driving home on a weekend and at night on the Reservation. First of all, if anything did happen, emergency vehicles are very far away. Second, drunk driving is extremely rampant. And, third, it's an open range so farm animals are everywhere.

Well, apparently we forgot all this when we made the decision to come home. The ride was fine up until about an hour after we passed Page, AZ. Then the almost non existent traffic became heavy and slow. It finally came to a complete stop. We thought it might be a police checkpoint, but after sitting there for a few minutes we noticed there weren't any cars coming in the other direction. We got out of the car and started talking to other motorists. Apparently there was a really bad car accident. Someone died. Life Flight had already come, now they were waiting to clean up the accident. Well, since it is truly in the middle of nowhere, it took forever for the tow truck to get there. In total we waited for 2 hours. I stayed with the car, but Chris walked up toward the accident and had a blast talking to all the tourists.

Finally we were on our way. The traffic was very slow though. After we passed Kayenta we almost hit 3 horses, 3 donkeys, yes DONKEYS, in the middle of the stinkin highway!, and one motor home filled with tourists doing a U turn in the middle of the road.

We were so glad to get home and climb in bed. I don't think we'll be making that drive at night for a long time!