You can take the Jeep out of Moab, but it’s really, really hard to get all this Moab dust out of your Jeep. It’s good to be home, but I am not looking forward to cleaning this.



The adventures of a Jeep and its driver.
You can take the Jeep out of Moab, but it’s really, really hard to get all this Moab dust out of your Jeep. It’s good to be home, but I am not looking forward to cleaning this.


One last stop before heading home. Had to check out this guy building a 75 foot sailing vessel, from scratch, in his front yard.
Made a quick stop at the Oklahoma City Memorial. It was just the 24th anniversary of the terrorist attack.
Once of the things I really wanted to do on the way home was to pass through Tulsa, OK and stop and see the SV Seeker. SV Seeker is a 74′ steel hulled sailing vessel being scratch built by Doug Jackson in the front yard of his house. Yes from scratch, from flat steel, folded into a hull.
The thing is huge! And Doug was nice enough to let me stop by and get a tour. His cameras were running while he was trying to fix an air compressor, so who knows, maybe I’ll end up in one of this YouTube videos.

Once of the stops I felt was important for me to make is to see the Oklahoma City Memorial. This was the site of a domestic terrorist attack that killed 168 innocent people in 1995, almost 24 years to the day. The space was very somber at night.
After traveling through Utah, Colorado, Arizona and New Mexico, I entered north Texas.
I-40 follows along the same route as the famed Route 66. One of the things to see along this route is Cadillac Ranch. People stop from all over and add their own paint to any of the cars. It had to be an inch thick in places.




On the way home from Utah, instead of taking the direct route back via I-70, I decided to head south. I wanted to see a little bit more of this great country.
First stop was the Four Corners monument. This is the spot where Utah, Colorado, New Mexico and Arizona all meet. It lies within the Navajo Nation.

Here I am, in all four states. Hahaha!

When I headed back to my truck, I saw a family traveling with a couple American Bulldogs and their pups. I love puppies. 🙂
So long, Moab. Till we meet again. Great trip with great friends. Anxious to get home, but the adventure is not quite over.
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