
Here Phil and I are in Escalante Utah, a winter visit I said I’d never repeat when I did one several years ago. Our special mission this time is to keep company with Howard Hutchison, Phil’s brother, who ended up with a subdural hematoma after a fall in December. After two surgeries, several days of not being sure he was going to pull through, and a month’s convalescence in Salt Lake City, Howard is now back at home in Escalante doing just fine. We came visit, cook, and entertain some of the many friends who helped him.
Now that I’m here, I am forcefully reminded of why I declared my “no winter returns to Utah” policy. First—it’s not a good time to be driving in the mountainous west, due to the potential snowstorms and poor road conditions. While we had mostly dry roads coming down, we met a snowstorm in northern Utah, driving for an hour in the dark in blinding conditions that left me unable to see where the road was. We had no option but to go forward, bcause there was no place to stop or stay in that remote stretch of road. It was the most frightening hour I have spent as long as I can remember.
Second, Howard’s house has no central heating. There are baseboard heaters in our bedroom (thank goodness) and the living room, but no heat at all in the dining room or kitchen. There’s a courageous small electric space heater trying to make a dent in the cold in the kitchen, without much success. The temperature outside is in the low teens or lower at night, heating up to just above freezing during the day if it’s sunny. The highest daytime temperature reading in the kitchen has been 54. In the morning it’s about 48. The dress code inside the house is as many layers as you can pile on, with feet and hands constantly cold, especially at mealtime. Fortunately Howard has a second house just a block away, with a stove that brings the temperature up into the 60’s if you’re within 10-15 feet of it. That’s where we’re cooking and eating—still wrapped in several layers.
Except for these two conditions, southern Utah is especially stunning when it has snow—which it does this winter. There were over 3 feet of snow on the ground when we arrived and today (Wednesday), after several days of sun, we’ve added another several inches of snow. This is unusual for Escalante, which usually gets just a dusting of snow that disappears in a couple days. I’m glad we are here to see it. I’ve taken pictures of it so I can share some of that beauty with friends and remember it when I’m not here, but I promise myself NOT to repeat this adventure.