Before my move to Moab, in the mid 1980’s, winter here wasn’t a factor for me. Like many visitors, my time in Moab had been limited to the spring or fall, I didn’t even imagine what a Moab winter would…
Green Chev : A local’s classic. Not as many local “daily driver” classics in Moab as there once were. Atomic Motel : Stayed here a couple of times. Yes it was funky, and by funky I mean moldy.…
“do,do,do, lookin’ out my back door” Anti-crepuscular rays over the La Sals Kelvin-Helmholtz wave cloud Moab monsoon clouds Color wedge on Slickrock Rainbow Rim Sunset from La Sal view Front-door sunset First light on Poison Spider Rim Mysterious v-shaped cloud,…
When you smile for the camera…. #moab #willys #overland The jukebox at Milt’s, back when Milt had the place. #milts #jukebox #moab #45s Freeway barrier w/capitol building Juniper@TacoBell,Price,Utah Truckin’ Down The Potash Road. #moab Kiln Old kiln, near Moab Standing…
I n s t a n t M o a b …the Polaroid Wizardry of Terry Knouff Terry Knouff has been loving the Canyonlands country since 1979, and living in it since 1987. But his first love ) is photography.…
I n s t a n t M o a b…. T e r r y k n o u f f Then And Now… I know, “Then And Now” , It’s not an original idea of mine. But I…
This article first appeared in the November 1989 Zephyr… No doubt, when traveling, you have stopped for a passing freight train. Chances are, on one or more of those occasions, you have seen someone riding on a car. What crossed…
All photos were taken using an iPhone. Becky Knouff has lived in Moab, Utah for the last 27 years. She is a third generation house painter following in the footsteps of her father, grandfather, uncles and brothers. She…
For decades, the iconic routed wooden signs, in national parks across America, were a familiar sight to tourists. They were works of art…
But leave it to the government to find one. Someone in the Department of Transportation, his/her identity lost to history, decided to take a look at the park signs and saw red flags everywhere…
“These signs! These signs are NOT in compliance with federal highway safety standards!!!”
One morning in December 1989, I went downtown to check out the Christmas decorations. After a fairly chaotic tourist season, which had started last March and wound down in mid-October. now Main Street was dead. Many businesses had put up signs that read “Closed For The Winter.” There wasn’t enough tourist traffic during the winter months to sustain the number of new businesses that had opened in the last couple of years.
I saw fellow Moab resident Lucy Wallingford appreciating the relative quiet and especially how empty Main Street was. To emphasize the point, I asked Lucy if she would lie down in the middle of the turning lane. Lucy quickly assumed a location at the pointy end of the arrow. (I should note that this was a staged photograph. Lucy was not lying there before I arrived.)
This is perfect, I thought. “The Way Life Should Be.”