The Dog Days Of Fall
Here is Torrey and I hanging out in a junk yard in Moab on Thanksgiving day. Myself, jay_bird, charlieclimber and clymber were headed to Vegas when *POW*, clymber hit a deer. We pulled into a gas station at about 5:00 am when the radiator decided to spill ALL of it's contents. We walked to Dennys, feeling a little down on our luck, where we met the Angel of Moab. Our waitress hooked us up with a friend of hers who owns a junk yard. He worked most of Thanksgiving day on the truck. He gave us a ride and a tow too. Our waitress even offered us dinner and to give us her radiator right out of her truck if we needed it. These people were the epitome of kind. From the junk yard, we made it to Indian Creek for some fun climbing, great camping and great company with some great new friends. It's funny, we really didn't get that much climbing in but really, I had a fantastic time. I have a lot to be thankful for but during Thanksgiving 04, I was thankful for the kindness of strangers. It helped renew the notion that not all people are bad. Photo by Charlie Fowler.
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