We moseyed on along Highway 12 past the Calf Creek Campground and up over the Hogsback again, this time headed north. It was another stunning day with puffy white clouds that we now knew would grow into thunderstorms as the day progressed. Finally we were overlooking the outskirts of Boulder, one of our favorite places in Utah. I’m not sure why we like it so much. Maybe because it’s such a scenic oasis in contrast to the barrenness to the south. There are farms and pastures, and it seems so green and full of promise.
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We stopped for some juice and beer at the store just before town. They have an interesting assortment of rocks and rugs for sale in addition to the usual stuff. Lots of organic and natural foods. Even a produce section. Pretty good considering how far in the hinterlands we were. Sharon thought the tanned, long haired hippy guy minding the store was a hottie. He seemed like a nice guy.