Leslie and I are fortunate enough to live in one of the most diverse places in the United States…not by people, but definitely by landscape. A few days ago we took our first trip down to Moab, Utah, to see the world famous Arches National Park, and I’m not lying when I say world famous. Out of the 20 or so people we saw out there we were the only ones speaking English! Nomadic people first found this area about 10,000 years ago, and I am positive they were saying the same shit as me…”Look at that huge rock penis!!” There is 2,000 year old graffiti at Arches National Park, which we didn’t get to see this time around due to a lack of time, but I’m pretty sure it says “For a good time call your mom” and “Cluck Cluck was here.”
Another interesting reason why we should all continue to write graffiti…from the Arches website:
The first reliable date within Arches is an interesting one. Denis Julien, a French-American trapper with a habit of chiseling his name and the date onto rocks throughout the Southwest, left an inscription in this area: Denis Julien, June 9, 1844.
All I have to say is this is another one of those places where when you roll up to it you are like Holy Shit this is fucking dope. You never knew how into rocks you were until you see these rocks. The land is crazy looking and everything is beyond belief. Please add this to your short list of places to visit.