“You’ve got to be kidding!”
About to enter the border crossing into the USA, I pulled out my passport to discover that when I left home I had grabbed my wife’s passport rather than my own. Now what? I could not turn around now. Pulling up to the security gate I handed over my wife’s passport along with my own BC driver’s license and with a chuckle explained what had happened. I expected to be routed back to the Canadian side so I could rush home to get my own passport. To my surprise, they indicated that they were not refusing me entry to the US so what I did next was up to me. But I may as well continue on my journey and explain myself to the Canadian Border Agency upon my return. So, off I went, with my wife’s passport.
Two long days of driving on my own, with an overnight stop in Jerome, ID, brought me to Colorado Springs, CO where I joined 26 other potential facilitators at the DAI Facilitators Orientation. What a pleasure to meet others passionate about modeling and teaching servant leadership around the world. In one small group we had participants from Cameroon, Kenya, the USA and Canada. Two and a half days of interaction and learning were both exhilarating and exhausting. Of course, a highlight was to reconnect with former Westbank friends who now reside in Colorado Springs.
After the Orientation was completed I had a few days on my own to explore God’s amazing creation. Winding my way along the breathtaking road through the mountains I pulled into Silverton, CO to explore “Old One Hundred” mine. Navigating the Million Dollar Highway through snow, hail, mist and sun brought me to Durango where I met with some more West Kelowna friends over lunch at Serious Texas BBQ. From there I meandered west, stopping briefly at Four Corners on my way to Monument Valley.
After a refreshing rain we got to experience the fantastic beauty of spectacular landscape at Monument Valley – including a timely rainbow. Fortunate to get a camping spot, I enjoyed the sense of a lonely night camping in the dessert.
Upon leaving Monument Valley I looked in the rear view mirror and thought I saw Forrest Gump for a moment.
From Monument Valley the road took me north toward Arches National Park in Utah. My Canon Rebel T5i was my constant companion as I grabbed many shots out the window and stopped to capture the beauty of nature along the way. Just before entering Moab I came upon Wilson’s Arch which provided a taste of things to come.
Turning off the hi-way and paying my $25 USD I slowly wound my way through the fascinating display of creative erosion. I managed to find spot at the parking lot and joined the many others in hiking to the various arches that captivated our imagination – and cameras.
With more to discover and experience I headed up to “The Devil’s Garden” to scramble up the trails and rocks to visit more quaint arches. Not only did I enjoy the beauty of the land, but met wonderful people from other countries. There were other places I wanted to explore but time dictated that I get on the road to get back home. Next time. And the next time my wife will be with me.