My first visit to Shafer Trail, in July 2004, was a revenge visit because two years earlier
I had merely gazed upon it from high above at Dead Horse Point State Park. That gazing
created a need to set foot on the road and its environs. Seeing this landscape from a
new perspective was fun. This July day was HOT, but I had so much fun that the heat
didn't bother me. The road was in great condition, but I had to turn around short of
the White Rim Trail because my trusty Subaru station wagon had trouble ascending a
curving, rocky section of road. That, of course, led to another revenge trip.

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