I flipped a coin at Hanksville. Heads I turn north toward Green River. Tails I turn south to Blanding. Then, either way, I’d circle toward Moab.
It was tails.
But shortly after the turn south, an electric sign gave a confusing message about road closures.
So I turned around and went north. Coin tosses are bad ways to make make decisions anyway.
Buddhists say you might not always be on the road you planned, but you might be on the road you needed to be. That was sort of the case today.
Goblin Valley was on my list of places to see. It’s off the road to Green River. Well, there you go.