On every trip to Utah I have encountered sights like this one, though this one is the
busiest of its type I've ever seen. The central-southern part of the state seems to be a
crossroads for commercial jet aircraft. Contrails (vapor trails) appear in numerous photos.
Steve, I met him only in a symbolic manner: later that day, while "driving in my car, smoking my cigar..." the radio station played Cream's version of "Crossroads," followed immediately by a commercial for Boeing.