The Wasatch Front is in the throes of a heat wave, as is much of the Great Basin and Intermountain West.
Escape is nearby, up into the 11,000-foot Wasatch Mountains, those snow-packed 11,000-foot offshoots of the Rockies.
Thank God.
So, my wife Barbara and I drove up Parleys Canyon, along a couple scenic switchbacks, and basked in cooler temperatures, the scent of mountain wildflowers, pine trees, and aspen.
It was a nice few hours together in the snowcapped Wasatch Range.
Let's call the experience “ Babsendipity,” since it was Barb at the wheel.
