Towaoc to Bluff, Utah (106km)

While we had breakfast in the Casino Hotel, the manager came up to us and wanted to know where we are heading. When we explained him our planed route, he showed us an even better one, going through a canyon and with very little traffic.

That was an outstanding advice, the route very scenic, changing from badlands to farmland to dessert, all within 100 km. Driving along that road, all within the Ute Mountain Reservation, we saw a lot of agriculture, first irrigated later very dry and free range. Free range means, the fences are gone and the animals move freely. For us the most uncommen were the free herds of horses, they accompagnied us often, runing on our side, but then losing interest and disappearing again. 


 

At our only stop today, Katrin played arround with two dogs. Because one looked so hungry, she bought some dogfood and fed it to them. That made her an instant new friend, a black labrador dog. When we left the gas station he followed us. To our surprise he did so for the next 22 km, all the way runing behind us. We were really impressed by his condition, although he had seemed so skinny and hungry. Later in our hotel, the manager told us that in this Reservation, there are thousands of dogs belonging to nobody. Katrin felt very sorry for the dog but we could not do more. Later in the evening he disapperared and we were a bit sad and at the same time relieved. It would have been impossible to take him with us. 



Today the chain on Frank´s bike broke, but to our incredible luck, only very short before Bluff. The next dealer is 130 km away in Cortez and closed on Sundays. So tomorrow we might have a day in Bluff, a small community on the river, founded by Mormons in 1880.    



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The dog runing behind Frank