Early this morning, we loaded up, readying ourselves for 1500 miles or so of travel over the next two days. And it was balmy. Really balmy, with the temp sitting around 60 degrees. It was ominous feeling.

And watching the news and Weather Channel, it was obvious that we were doing the right thing. This storm’s a whopper, and would absolutely bury us in the gorge if we didn’t get out of it.

Aside from just driving our brains out, there wasn’t much to see today — just a fast drive through Utah, and traveling almost all the way across Colorado, to Burlington CO.

We went to dinner at The Route, which was suggested by the hotel staff in Burlington. They had a special on prime rib, and I simply couldn’t avoid it. I’m glad I didn’t miss it. That hunk of meat had to be one of the best, melt-in-your-mouth prime ribs I’ve ever had. I don’t even know the right words to describe it. If you get a chance to stop in Burlington, hunt up The Route, and get the prime rib. Period.