Pondering Moab, the Old West vs. New West, and cows vs. condos
A meandering essay
On the Monday after Easter, I hopped into the Silver Bullet in Green River, Utah, rolled onto I-70 and headed toward Moab. I had planned on finding a coffee shop in which to sit and ponder the evolution of the ranching-turned-mining-turned-tourist town. I figured it would be relatively quiet, since the annual Easter Jeep Safari had ended the previous da…
