|Distance||274 kms||170 miles|
|Distance||12,005 kms||7,460 miles|
Sunday, September 17th, 2017
I pack up head out of Canyonlands today, only stopping in Moab for gas before heading south. I'm in need of a rest but Moab just rubs me the wrong way. At the gas station I settle on Durango, Colorado for a destination.
In Durango I meet a teacher who recommends a motel for a weekly stay. I'm in the mood to stay put for a while, get some things done, sleep in the same bed for at least a few days in a row. The accomodations are spartan but it's good enough.
Saturday night, a bar, suddenly craving companionship. A place where no one knows me, missing a social network that can't be built in a few days. I haven't chosen my bar wisely... it's more of a restaurant that's already starting to shut down at 9pm. I console myself with a couple of tacos al pastor and a Perrier.
The first day of fall brings a frost at night and snow high up in the mountains. It's looking like I'm going to have to head south earlier than I expected.