The Trip

We arrived at the Capital Reef Field Station after three. We probably could have arrived earlier, but we stopped off for lunch in Loa at the Country Café. On a normal trip the stop at the down-home café could have been the highlight, what with the welcoming faces, the bluesy waitress, and the complete lack of concern for saturated fats. Ok so maybe the café wasn’t the highlight of the trip, but it was still pretty awesome. Whaen we walked in everyone was wearing camouflage—I haven’t seen that much camo since the CMT Cribs of Larry the Cable Guy’s house. The food was as delicious and tuck-stop-esque as was the Indian-and-wolf-clock-painting ambiance. I was dared to order the Ortega Burger, a mysterious dish that received no explanation in the menu. Never one to back down from a dare I ordered it without question. I could not have been more pleased, and I heartily recommend it to anyone looking for a great burger in Loa. What’s on it you ask?... Well that’s half the fun.

To make a long story short: The cliffs offer a challenging beauty; the petroglyphs dispute my tiring perspectives; but the Country Café provides self actualization.