The Wasatch Mountains Are Magical

Have you ever been to Utah? Have you ever had two wives? Have you ever tried to set someone up to kill you, when in actuality, you were only staging your death to cash in on a large insurance policy?

I kid, I kid. I love Fletch, what can I say? Well, I guess I can say Thank You, David. I never would have watched it on my own. Seriously. Wait a minute, isn’t this post supposed to be about the Wasatch mountains?

So here’s the deal. As you know, I took Jessica to Albuquerque/Taos. It’s crazy to think that the trip was “last month” already. We saw plenty of awesome mountains in New Mexico. Actually, I think the awesome part was simply that there ARE mountains in New Mexico. That’s not so much the case in San Antonio. But that’s okay.

I travel to Utah relatively often for work, and I have a confession to make. I love the Wasatch mountains. As I was driving to the airport this evening – in my red Ford Mustang rental (explained later) – I tried to figure out what it is that makes the Wasatch front so magical. I’ve narrowed it down to three things.

1. They’re Brown, Green, Sometimes White – and Detailed

The Sandia mountains are amazing. They’re especially fun when traveled up via tram. However, they don’t captivate me at first glance. The Wasatch do. The Sandia mountains are kind of orange/brown. They look… like mountains. It’s just as simple as that. The difference between the two is kind of like the difference between the photos I take and the photos Jessica takes. I can work all day on getting the right composition, but in the end, Jessica’s photo magic always makes her photos more vivid.

The Wasatch mountains are brown and green – and if it’s snowing, white. They are littered with detail. There are not only trees all over them; they also have rounded accents everywhere. Little mounds of earth in small, medium, and large flavors give the Wasatch their personality. You really have to see it in person to understand, which brings me to my next point.

2. They’re Huge

It’s not that the they’re higher than Everest; it’s that they are gargantuan in the composition of their presentation. The Sandia mountain-line is relatively far from the road, so when you look at it through your windshield/window, it’s pretty small in comparison. However, when you perform the same task with the Wasatch wonders, they take up much more real estate in your window.

The key is that the entire tenure of my I-15 drive is dominated by the awesome view. Next point.

3. They’re Just Magical. Period.

You know, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. But that’s really not the way the Wasatch mountains work. When I drive through Utah, I get this warm feeling inside that I want to share. I feel “at home” with the mountains. It’s like they’re hugging me from the time I enter the Industry state to the time I leave. They’re always waiting for me. They always remind me of who made them, and how awesome He is.

No, I didn’t nail down the exact reason the Wasatch mountains are so magical, but I don’t really need to. They tug on my heartstrings, and that’s all that matters.

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