This morning ,Howard and I are leaving and heading home. We said our byes to Bob, Nanice and Ben. We would be making some stops along the way back, places my brother hasn't seen before.
Giles, Utah. http://www.onlineutah.com/gileshistoryb.shtml I've passed by the turn off to Giles several times, this time we'll take a look. Giles is located somewhat west of Hanksville, on Hwy24 in Utah.
A closer look at the artifacts mounted on the rail.
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Fremont River crosses over a concrete road that has created a small dam.
Only about 8-10 inches of water flow on top of the roadway, but one has to be carefull as to where the edge is.
Signage as to where the main township was on the vague side.
Weclome to Blue Valley as the sign said, there is a old bale loader sitting near the sign.
A sign pointed to the local cemetery, this cross has a list of names and dates. This is where we found out that we would have cross the gulch that laid beyound.
Lucky enough the sandy road down and up was in good enough shape to navigate, I'm looking over some of the headstones.It's a beautiful day with a light breeze.
My brother Howard has a interest in old cemeteries.
This one tells a story of a man that had two wifes, not at the same time, and several children that are buried close by.
A man between two women.
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Only God knows how old this sign is.
Age: before China
Someone must come out here to do some maintenance, many of the headstones are very clean and look unaffected by the desert climate.
Sun bleached bones, the only ones we saw above ground.
Part of than old desk.
It was time to be moving on to other parts of Giles.
On our way to the cementary, Howard spied a trailer, we ended over there.
Howard next to the sign that said we were in Giles.
My turn,near by is a well with water trickling out of it.
Mud bricks and stone is all that is left of this once home(?)
Not much was left here, remains of a wall and foundation.
Another view of the distance mountain ridge in Blue Valley.
Water from the leaking well pooled and provided a constant source of water for the plants.
That leaking well has created a oasis of green.
A great looking photo with a unknown buff in the background
Howard got on top of the camper to search around from a higher advantage point.
Looking around, Howard didn't see anymore buildings from up there.
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Motoring back to the greeting sign, for Howard thought that there was another sign pointing the way to another cemetery and indeed there was.
Heading in the direction of the pointed sign we seeked out the next cemetery.
We traveled many miles along the dirt road, which took us through several washout areas and still no evidents of the other cemetery. Breaking over a rise I could see the road traverse a rather large dry riverbed.
After some more climbing we came to a huge flat area in which the soil gave away from ash gray to a more beige in color and a rugged look took over the face of the land.
Our road dead end at this dirt intersection.
Not knowing which way to go I fired up the all knowing GPS.
After consulting the GPS we took the road to the left.
It's open range here with little in the way of vegetation.
Wandering into a small valley.
Once again the face of the land had changed.
The road changed direction towards Hanksville.
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From a distance that dead tree looks like a giant deer.