This is Utah. You are always surrounded by mountain ranges, one after another and most of the time, you’ll find yourself driving toward a mountain but never reaching it. My mom often says, “it may feels like you’ll collide with the mountain but it will never happen.”
The picture above was taken at the university as I huffed and puffed my way up that sloped path to the parking lot during the second week of May. Yes, there is still a little bit of snow on that mountain even now in June. You can tell it’s about to rain by the dark stormy clouds hovering the mountain and it did rain just a little bit that afternoon. Not much though, this is the desert.
This is the mountain that’s literally next to the parking lot. You come out of the parking lot, head right, and next thing you know, you’ll be forced to turn or you’ll collide with the mountain. So see? Almost always, in Utah, you’re caught between two mountains, always heading toward a mountain. In the above picture, if I was to turn, I would be directly facing the mountain from the first picture.