The tiny town of Bluff (pop. 320) has three restaurants that have been recommended to us. We’ve eaten at one (Twin Rocks Cafe) twice and have been very pleased. Earlier in the week we stopped at the second, Comb Ridge Coffee and Cafe, in the morning since their sign said they made espresso. It turns out one of the two guys who run the place worked at Starbucks for years! So he was able to make us both our favorite coffee drinks (even Pam’s very complicated Caramel Macchiato!).
Their Blue Corn Pancakes had received high marks from a blog we follow, so we just had to try them. We were not disappointed!
After enjoying our pancakes, we headed south to visit an area called Valley of the Gods. This is an area about twenty miles south of Bluff filled with sandstone formations. A seventeen mile dirt road winds its way through the formations. Water, wind and ice have sculpted the shapes that the Navajo believe are living spirits. You would think that rock formations believed to be living spirits would have exotic names. But today the many buttes have less than exotic names like “Battleship”,”Lady in the Bathtub”,”Seven Sailors”, and “Setting Hen Butte.” (See Deb, more rocks posing as other things!)
Just a few miles south of Valley of the Gods is Goosenecks State Park. This is not a state park in the traditional sense, but an undeveloped area on an overlook. The overlook has a fantastic view of the San Juan River a thousand feet below as it meanders around three bends carved into the rocks.
You can camp for free along the rim of the canyon, as two of our blog friends (Watsons Wander and Wheelin It) did recently. But you wouldn’t have wanted to be there during our visit, as the wind was gusting to about fifty miles an hour!
We left the park and drove north on Rte 161, driving back up the Moki Dugway (see an earlier blog). At the top of Moki Dugway we turned to the south on a dirt road to visit Muley Point. Muley Point is a remote, scenic overlook with panoramic vistas of the desert landscape of southern Utah and the San Juan River meandering in the canyon below. We didn’t get too near the rocky rim though, as the wind gusts made it difficult to stand still at times.
The wind was blowing so hard near the edge of the rim that, when John moved a bit too close, Pam was afraid he would be blown over the edge, so she asked him to throw the Jeep keys to her. How thoughtful!