Merriam-Webster defines inexorable as “not to be persuaded, stopped, or moved; relentless.”

(Yeah, I went there. Just go with it.)

This word has been on my mind a lot lately. I don’t know exactly why — and that’s a lie if I ever told one. I’ve got this phrase stuck in my head, “The inexorable march of time.”

I’ve spent my entire life going on drives and trips with my family, looking out the window and feeling my heart leap at the sight of abandoned homes and wondering about the people who once lived in them even though those weren’t really homes at all, usually they were just sheds. My favorite stories were always about discovering secret ruins or ancient treasure — not for fame but for the knowledge that you had seen something nobody else ever had.

And now I’m 27. I own a truck with four-wheel drive. I have a job and a smartphone with GPS. You see where this is going.

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Morrison Knudsen Tunnels

The Morrison Knudsen (MK) Tunnels were built by the Department of Defense in 1948 for reasons unknown. Not even local residents who worked on the project knew why they was there or what the project was for.

There’s a whole network of subterranean tunnels, though we only saw one entrance.

When the tunnels were complete, explosives were detonated within and on the surface. But still, no one is quite sure what the tunnels were for or what the DoD was hoping to discover.

The MK Tunnels are one of six similar projects conducted by the DoD in the West, each in a different geological area.

Standing at the mouth of the tunnel, you can feel a frigid breeze blowing out from God knows where—better than air conditioning.

You can still see holes drilled into the sandstone for the placement of explosive charges.


Petroglyph Wall

This wall of petroglyphs is unprotected by a fence or barrier of any kind, which unfortunately means that many of the carvings have been destroyed or colored on. I managed to get plenty of photos, though.

I even stumbled upon a few patches of healthy cryptobiotic soil (yeah, “the crust” you hear so much about at Arches), which meant that nobody had set foot on that particular patch of earth for hundreds of years. I couldn’t believe it.

We enjoyed climbing around on the big chunks of sandstone that had fallen from the cliff face, and I made a tiny cairn—don’t worry, I didn’t leave it standing! I just wanted to take some photos of it.

Wedge Overlook

I don’t even have the words to describe how amazing the Wedge Overlook is. For the first five minutes after we drove up, I was utterly speechless. They call it Utah’s Mini Grand Canyon, and it’s easy to see why. This sprawling canyon is absolutely breathtaking.

We arrived right during the Golden Hour and wasted no time loading up the cameras and snapping a zillion photos.

We also ate breakfast out on the Wedge on Sunday morning, so some of these photos are from the next day.

I couldn’t decide which to include, so, naturally, I included them all.