I've lived in this area for four years now and I'm still amazed at the new surprises I find. I can visit a section every day for a week, and every day find something new I had not seen before. That's the way it is here, and you have to keep your eyes open or risk missing something outstanding. Let me give you a few examples...
As I mentioned, I've lived in Monticello for four years. We'd only just moved here when one day I heard these "screams" that many a person would assume was a woman, but I'd heard enough of these calls in zoos to identify it...a peacock. Yes, we have wild peacocks in our area, and it is not unusual to see one go strolling down the street. The males are bolder, and the smaller peahen is shy and tends to hide if spotted. I enjoy taking walks through the neighborhood hoping to spot one of these birds; hoping more to find their beautiful feathers. In Greek mythology, the peacock belongs to Hera, the queen of the Gods.
Keep on traveling South on Route 191 towards Monticello and eventually you'll see a large, domed shaped, sandstone formation with what looks like a temple on top. This is Church Rock and the story is that when the Mormons first came to this area of Utah, they used a small cave inside as their first meeting place for worship. Fortunately the gates to the fenced in land were open one day and visitors were allowed to travel up to the formation. Indeed there is a small cave like area, but unfortunately it has been ruined by so-called artists and their graffiti. The next day the gate was once again locked up, but it had been a thrill to have the one opportunity to step inside a natural piece of history.
Update: July 2015
The 16' x 24' cave that can be seen inside Church Rock was contracted out by landowner, Claud Young. It was dynamited out in the 1940s, so the rancher could store feed and salt licks for his cattle. Claud Young was owner of this property during the time that Marie Ogden and her group resided in Dry Valley. While some like to believe in the theory that Home of Truth members chiseled out the cave by hand to begin creating a church inside; this believe is based on hearsay, not facts.
The story about the pioneers happens to be another legend, and that is all; no truth to it.
Across from the Church Rock area is Route 211 which leads to Newspaper Rock and eventually to Canyonlands National Park (The Needles area). I had mentioned in a previous post that a jug handle arch was just 1.8 miles West of Newspaper Rock itself. This was another one of those if you don't pay attention the first time, the second time, even the third time, you're going to miss it. I don't know how many times we rode past this point and didn't notice it, but one day we stopped to look southward and beyond; there it was! It is not the typical arch that has been carved out of a sandstone wall by the wind and rain. It looks to be more of a separate rock piece that is attached to another wall at the top and bottom, but the elements have rounded and smoothed it out to that jug handle appearance.
One of the advantages of riding as a passenger is getting to see things the driver cannot; gotta pay attention to the road you know. My poor husband knows he better stop that vehicle when I say "Stop!" though. This formation at the top of one of the sandstone mountains along Route 211 looks almost like a cottage with a chimney at the top; you could almost imagine a cloud floating by as the smoke emitting from it.
I think one of the funniest natural surprises came when I was stretched out on some flat rocks, just enjoying the beautiful day and feeling like a lazy lizard. When there it was, a brightly colored, collared lizard had decided to join me on the rocks. Bravely, or stupidly in anyone else's eyes, I put out a finger to touch it. It flicked its tongue over my finger and then just stayed there; not moving to escape, just resting. Nice to know I had its approval to be there.
Yeppers, make sure you travel through this area of the Southwest with wide open eyes; never know what you'll miss if you don't.