The first few miles after leaving the Moab desert, feels like being on the moon. The GPS announces 5 hours but we know that it will be rather 7 hours for us since we stop verrryyyyyy often for photos. Then we jump in the car towards Bonneville Salt Flat. We eat up the proper breakfast a Super 8, meaning porridge, too sweet maple syrup, creamy cheese and liquid waffles in a can that you have to cook yourself. The sun rises and the shadows on the mountains begin to dance as well the shades of orange, ocher and red. They may have been our spiritual animals. We look in each other eyes for a few seconds then they rush continuing their ride. While keeping our eyes on the surrounding scenery suddenly, in the middle of a residential neighborhood between a mailbox and a car, two doe looking at us fearfully. We walk around the streets at random in the small town of Moab. The day begins to dawn and the horizon surrounds us with its purple velvet coat. In Moab we got up very early to see the sun rises on the red and gold mountains that surrounded us. So I didn’t have a clue what to expect when my buddies told me about legendary place for speed races … En route to the desert of Bonneville Salt Flats I’m not a fan of cars, let alone car racing. But Utah is a state full of mysteries and surprises and as we move forward we make new discoveries. After our roadtrip in Rocky mountains I thought I saw the wildest landscapes of Utah including Moab desert, lunar landscapes and red -orangish western decor.
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