Return from Southern Utah

All that was left of this vacation was the long drive home from St. George. For a change, we got a reasonable start, even after stopping at Starbucks for some better than motel coffee. In no time at all we were in the Virgin River gorge in Arizona.

Since I’ve not found a cache in Arizona, we made a quick stop at an off-ramp to rectify that. Heading back to the on-ramp, we were flagged down by a young woman who tearfully asked if we had jumper cables. I didn’t think I had packed them, and to verify I would have had to unload the bikes, so I told her no. But we said we’d ask at the pickup parked just down the road a bit. A nice young guy was hauling a big concrete vault on a flat-bed trailer, and he let us borrow his jumper cables. We quickly got the stalled car started and returned the cables with a good feeling.

So off we went, zooming along at the posted speed limit of 75 mph until we hit the traffic jam in Las Vegas, due mostly to road construction. After clearing the congestion, we were back up to speed and heading for a planned stop at Primm for coffee and bathrooms. Just before we got there (around 10 am), Dan called with the news that their twin girls were on the way early. What a surprise—we had thought we were taking this vacation early enough to have a comfortable margin before the anticipated early birth.

A little after 3 pm (we were somewhere northbound on I5), Dan called again announcing the birth of Carolyn Joy and Elizabeth Grace. Both weighed within a couple of ounces of 4 pounds. What a joyful conclusion to our vacation.