The Drive

Saturday at around three in the afternoon, Daniel and I decided to venture out of the house and take a little drive.
It was a beautiful day, the sun shining; although the clouds were also starting to team together.
Not knowing where we were wanted to go, we set out for Lake Shore and upon coming to the junction; we had a decision to make. Turn south and head for Benjamin, turn right and head for Palmyra, or straight ahead to West Mountain. We chose the latter.

It had been awhile since I had seen West Mountain. It is a beautiful area made more beautiful by the recent rains. Several new homes dressed the mountain. I suggested we should just keep driving and go around Utah Lake. He was game.

We passed Sandy Beach and the wind was starting to pick up as evident in the wave runners on the lake. Continuing on, we decided to pull over at a spot that looked like a great place to observe the beauty we were in the middle of.

Small white capped waves beat against the reeds and although we noticed minor debris from human occupancy (pop can, and what looked to be a piece of clothing that, without my glasses, I tried to imagine as the dried remainder of a snakeskin. Daniel cleared that up.), we didn’t let it deter us from the beauty of our Creators’ creation that we were now experiencing. By now the clouds were thick and almost black with it’s surety of rain. This just added to the dramatic scene. We made the determination, we would come again with camera in hand.

We jumped back into the jeep as the rain started coming and headed around the lake.
At this time the mountains were no longer visible and eventually we headed into what looked like the outskirts of a town. "Where are we mom?", Daniel asked. “Probably just outside of Lehi, I believe”, was my confident reply. I knew we were eventually going to be somewhere in N. Utah County. As we passed one building Daniel said, “Mom, that building read 'Genola Water Works' ”. "WHaaaaaaaaaat?" "Are you sure Daniel? Do you remember turning left to go south rather than going right”?......................................

Without the aid of the mountains to give us some direction, I lost some of my confidence. Not that I didn’t know where Genola was geographically and I could get us home, but how on earth did we get here and which direction were we now headed? Driving on a well-kept road, we just kept going, but which way? Was I taking us further south, or maybe west toward, I don’t know, Eureka? Somewhere between the laughter and unsettling in our stomachs (maybe just mine), Daniel pointed to the navigation compass that comes standard in most vehicles (duh….). “We’re going south”?
What a relief....................more laughter.

With that enlightenment, we made our way through Genola, into Payson, then Salem, and finally home.

We laughed. What a great drive.