6.5 Day 6ish - Nice bright colors.
Babies are death - or at least are the beginning of death.
I say reportedly because I don't know. A young man, about 20 and happy to share his wealth of worldly experience, was holding the fort and talking with his girl friend. Undaunted, we rolled quickly on without incident. Once into the fresh beer on the other side of Lake Powell we quickly found the road we'd been looking for - a direct line from Highway 89 to Highway 12 via Georgetown, Cannonville and before that, Kodachrome State Park, Utah. The road was well marked, had been graded since the last big rain, appeared well used, and may have even had the mileage to Kodachrome indicated on some home made Arrow sign.