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Last Saturday, we loaded up the van and aimed it at a weird little corner of the Great Salt Lake …5 of us…with no plans but to see something new. Back in the 70’s a guy built a Spiral Jetty on the bank. It was underwater for a decade or two, but now the water has dropped and this curly-Q of stacked rocks juts out onto the salt flat. It’s pretty cool looking. Some people say it’s a spiritual place; ….not quite sure I’d go that far.
Even though I’m downplaying the mysticism surrounding the Jetty, it was still super fun to check out. What I can’t downplay is how amazing the next couple hours would be. There’s no ocean in Utah, so we don’t exactly have those SoCal beach vibes…..but holy crap do we get some phenomenal sunsets. The salt water is 7 times saltier than the ocean, and thanks to zero wind, was the calmest I’d ever seen it. No breaking waves. No swishing sounds of the water. No seagulls. No motion. Just calm. …and luckily no bugs.
The clouds shifted…the sun dropped…the colors changed…and our smiles got bigger and bigger. There was something unique about being in that spot…at that time…witnessing such beauty with my close friends. I had so much gratitude and felt so damn lucky to be alive…..such a simple, powerful, overwhelming feeling. It’s free too. It wasn’t found on the couch….or in a movie theater…or a shopping mall….a fancy restaurant….or a far-off country; it was realized on the side of a stinky, salty lake in the middle of the desert at that same old time of day when the sun goes down.
My words are falling short, but hopefully my photos don’t. I wish you could have been there with us; you would have loved it.