516.7 miles

Stopped at the supermarket this morning - after a bad portable toilet experience yesterday, I wanted to stock up on Purell. I saw my first hitchhiker on the on ramp to 80 East. Our first rest stop was at the Salt Flats shortly after getting in Utah. I can't park straight even though there's no one else around.

Public restrooms in Utah are so clean. The whole place is so clean. There were at least six of these butts buckets around.
Followed I-80 for awhile more out to Salt Lake City. We drove through a pretty heavy rainstorm. It was sunny immediately before and after the storm - and my sister had to swerve out of the way of some tumbleweed where it still a little windy. (I wasn't fast enough to get a picture.)
The plan was to stop in Salt Lake City for lunch, but we drove around in circles downtown and couldn't find any place that was open. The streets were pretty empty as well. When we got out of the car, I finally remembered that it was a state holiday - Founders Day/Pioneer Day, depending on who you ask. Utah has really confusing street names - they're differentiated by block numbers on East, West, South, North, or Main streets.
From Salt Lake we took I-15 south through Provo to Route 6 through the mountains. It's only one-way for big parts of Route 6 though, so I had to pass some big trucks.
Wheeeeee!!! Passing on the left!
We drove through another rainstorm before getting on I-70 into Colorado. Now we're in Grand Junction, CO. Everything's an hour later now - we've also moved into Mountain time zone.
Dinner was at some local place called the Stadium - yummy bacon cheeseburger - and the tables arranged stadium seating-style on different levels for better views of the game (Padres vs. Rockies - Rockies not doing so well, but I didn't want to say anything out loud.) Their idea of sports was sort of ESPN2 style - Texas Hold'em tables (didn't know you could gamble in Colorado), billards, etc.