Thanksgiving, Utah (Part 4)

November 28

Thanksgiving Day 

Yup, the actual day.  The day for which we came.  We were going to Beth and Chris’s mountain biking friends – they live in Virgin, along the route between La Verkin and Zion – with other friends making a potential of 15 diners.  It turned out that three coming from “the north” decided against it because of snow making us an even dozen . . .  

[The view from the La Verkin house that morning . . . ]

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[The view down the street from the La Verkin house . . . ]

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[The view of the La Verkin house . . . ]

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[And down the street again . . . ]

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[The view from the Virgin Thanksgiving house, about 15 minutes from La Verkin . . . ]

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[The view of some of the people in the Virgin house . . . ]

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[There was food aplenty . . . ]

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[The view from outside the Virgin house.  The owners of the house, our hosts, were orginally from San Diego but moved here in retirement . . . ]

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November 29

[The scene in the La Verkin house the morning after Thanksgiving.  A scene replicated in millions of households throughout the United States . . . ]

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[It was a particularly not nice day (it hardly ever rains here and a local told us it maybe snows twice a winter) – rainy, snowy, sleety – but antsy to get out decided to do a two-car caravan to Coral Pink Sand Dunes State Park in southern Utah, about an hour drive from here. Well, we didn’t know what the conditions were like to get there. Didn’t take long to realize the area had at least 6 inches of snow, no signs of snowplows, and with Rita leading the way decided we couldn’t make it. We turned around about 10 miles before getting there. Ruthie said our car lost its “radar” for detecting when you’re getting too close to something – front of the car clogged with snow – and the cruise control came and went.  It was a pretty drive but looked really nasty on the way back . . . ]

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[The route took us from Utah, into Arizona, and back into Utah again . . . ]

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[It was about here that Rita stopped in the middle of the road.  Beth got out and came back to our car to advise that Rita wanted to turn around and go back.  Of course, once we both started the necessary maneuvers to turn around, the previously totally empty roadway turned into the equivalent of rush hour in Los Angeles . . . ]

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[On the way back, the clouds seemed almost down in the road – we were about a mile high here (without the use of any banned substances) . . . ]

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[Whew, made it back to our neighborhood . . . ]

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November 30

[Snowy and frosty – who’da thunk?]

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[Again, the view from our house . . . ]

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[Nevertheless, as our dear old moms used to say, go out and blow the stink off.  So we did with a little hike around the neighborhood, to a place they had seen the snowy night before with particularly attractive Christmas decor . . . ]

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[And other houses just around the corner . . . ]

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[Pyracantha (firethorn) . . . ]

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[A hint of the Old West, from cowboy movies . . . ]

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[Back on the street where we lived . . . ]

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[It looked so cool in daylight, we went back again at night . . . ]

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[It even makes me impressed by my own photography?]

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[It also made sense to do a video . . . ]

[The neighboring house did fine, but the competition next door was fierce . . . ]

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[So, yes, the light show was from a business.  Not unusual I guess in the absence of any zoning restrictions – this was in the midst of a residential neighborhood . . . ]

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[And finally, making use of the native vegetation a couple houses away . . . ]

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Thanksgiving is so called because we are all so thankful that it only comes once a year.  ~  P. J. O’Rourke

Up Next:  Part 5

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