There is not a more beautiful drive in the world than Highway 128 into Moab. It is desert, grime, sandstone castles, cattle and a living ode to loneliness. It doesn’t see too many eyes. It is the barstool of the last bar in a ghost town. It welcomes, winks and appreciates your company but kindly asks you to leave.
Highway 128 into Moab
One response to “Highway 128 into Moab”
Love this road. One of my favorites. And I’ve driven almost all of them in the US.