We returned from our summer family vacation just two days ago. I was itching to get my pictures from my camera to my computer the second we got home, but I decided to be a grown up and fulfill my adult and parental responsibilities first. (Sigh)
Then...last night I had a chance to get on my computer to see what I had been able to capture. For some reason, I started editing with our last day and have been working backward, so I'll blog about our trip backward!
As we drove past Wendover and got closer to the rest stop where the salt flats are accessible, I shyly said to my hubby, "I think the boys would love seeing the salt flats. They would think it was pretty coo, so I think we should stop!" In all honesty, I wanted to go out and take pictures, so I'm glad he stopped. I really should've just told him I wanted to get pics...because he's used to pulling over at moments notice for me. ;)
It must have rained the night before, because I have only seen puddles on the salt flats once, about 20 years ago. All other times, it's been dry as a bone. I'm always drawn to puddles, and I didn't even bother to walk past them to get any shots of just the white, salty sand.
The puddles had this nice pink color to them, due to the bacteria growing. It really made for lovely tones against the blue sky and gray clouds.
It was definitely worth the stop, and I can't wait to go again...hopefully soon!