All set to head out for the next stretch, but first, you guessed it, breakfast.
So this wonderful lady suggested that we go to this restaurant,
I know, this is starting to sound like a food blog and not a travel blog. So the lads came up with a name that should cover both this trip and the food. Are you ready? “Eating Your Way to Mexico and Back”
Because we had all of our riding gear we tend to need a lot of space at restaurants. The manager was quick to spot our needs and immediately went to the dining area to arrange tables and chairs for us. This is when we noticed the massive cinnamon buns on display. However, with the icing, we couldn’t see if they had raisins. Cinnamon buns without raisins are not quite the real thing. When the manager returned we asked about the raisins. When he told us there were no raisins in the cinnamon buns, I responded with
” Gee, that’s really too bad, because other than no raisins, they looked pretty good.” Well we barely sat down when Bri (the manager) walked up to the table with a big grin on his face and set down a container of raisins. Then before we stopped laughing, a waitress walked over and placed a piping hot fresh massive 6-7 inch square cinnamon bun on the table saying “on the house”
I won’t go into detail about who had what, however, all of us were really pleased with the meals prepared by Bri’s staff.
That’s Bri in the middle of the back row. After the meal Bri brought us 6 more cinnamon buns for the road. We really appreciated the gesture, but the 339 liters (12 cubic feet) needed to carry them just wasn’t available on the motorcycles, but we did find room for a couple of them. Well, Bri was still not done. He then gave each of us a mini cooler bag that is great for lunch or keeping a couple of electrolyte drinks cool.
If you are in North Logan, Utah, you would be extremely foolish if you don’t stop at Angie’s and tell Bri that Greg and the guys say “hi, eh?”
Now it’s time to roll out. It was a bit cool and was drizzling when we started out. As the day progressed and we hit temperatures in the mid thirties, we would look upon the cool morning with fond memories.
Traveling through the Salt Lake City area is always an adventure with 4 wheels. Two wheels makes it even more exciting so we decided that getting off the I-15 at Payson would be a good idea. We discovered that getting INTO Payson was much easier than getting OUT of Payson. The GPS’s couldn’t even agree on a route back to the I-15. Eventually we did extricate ourselves and wondered about a whole new meaning for the term ‘tourist trap’, you can check in but you can’t check out.
Further down I-15 we turned onto highway 89 at Cipio. We were now on one of the most beautiful roads we have seen yet. Great pavement, 2 lanes, lots of curves. At Salina we decided it was time for a lunch break. Well, you might have a problem believing this, but we ended up in yet ANOTHER great restaurant. Short version is, it’s called Mom’s, it was the focus of a story in the National Geographic Magazine, and Chuck Yeager left his mark there.
Little did we know that around every corner, the view would be more spectacular than that brought by the previous curve.
The colour of the land became increasingly more and more red. Even the asphalt was reddish. The terrain became so red at one point, I thought anyone from PEI would feel right at home here. What a stunning view to see bright green fields/pastures against the red of the mountains. Then as we rolled past a particular curve, a sign came into view announcing the entrance to Bryce Canyon. That would have been an amazing place to spend a down day, but not this time. Curve after curve, view after view, the beauty continued to fill our eyes with an unrelenting visual symphony. Even if you are not a motorcyclist, you must put this road on your bucket list.
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