After the Race for the Cure (which Amy posted about quite some time ago), we drove up to Golden Spike National Historic Site for the 139th anniversary of the driving of the spike. We'd been wanting to check it out--the middle of nowhere out near Promontory Point--and this was finally the perfect excuse to go. They had a reenactment of the driving of the spike, complete with actors, full dress and regalia, and a script. It was cute--they even reenacted the telegraph posts and the missed attempts at driving the spike. There was a steam demonstration by both of the big locomotives (replicas of the originals), and plenty of people around. Golden Spike is about 30 miles in the middle of nowhere. Literally nowhere. The closest thing is a rocket-testing facility owned by Thiokol. It was all fun and entertaining, even to the kids, who could watch most of the reenactment.
Afterwards, around 3:00, we drove out on a 16-mile trek westward over craggy and gravelly dirt roads, to see a sight I'd been wanting to see for some time: Robert Smithson's Spiral Jetty. It's a piece of earth art, jutting out into an otherwise empty stretch of the Great Salt Lake. Smithson trucked in black basalt rock in 1970 that would contrast with the blood-red algae and the white sands. It's massive and only recently resurfaced (it had been covered by the lake for decades), so we could all walk out on it and play in the salt and sand.
The whole trip is documented in Flickr sets: Race for the Cure, Golden Spike, Spiral Jetty. Here are some of the pictures:
Union Pacific No. 119
Watching the show
Oey was watching too
Sittin on an old bench seat on the way down to the Jetty
Amy and Orion made it down first!
Jarom and the sand
I love the arms, and the mound Bella's on
Bella kept running up and down this strip of salty sand
Jarom loved the lake, and investigated the salt crystals stuck to pine needles
He felt he had to clean his shoes before we left (he was wading in the water)
Spiral Jetty rocks
Our farewell glance. You can see all the people still walking on it.
We spooked this family of cows (the same size as us!) on our way back.