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| Our first view of Salt Lake |
We arrived quite late in the day and managed to find a KOA (Kamp of America) on the outskirts of the city. There is nothing near the Salt Flats unless you camp in Wendover and that was too far out of our way so we got up and drove the 1 hr 20 min drive on the Dwight Eisenhower highway out to the Bonneville Salt Flats. We were quite excited because there are racing meets only 5 times a year and we had managed to time our arrival perfectly to see people try to beat the land speed records for their class of vehicle.
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| Lake starts turning to salt! |
The drive out there passes Salt Lake and then everything turns to salt! Literally, the highway is right through the middle of salt fields. When we arrived we learned that we could actually drive Louie right out onto the Salt Flats, first we drove out to the pit where we could see everyone preparing their vehicles. They look like something from outer space, long, sleek and totally impractical for comfort! We then took a drive out to the Spectator area, this is in the middle of the flats and where the vehicles reach their maximum speed. The kids sat up front with us on the drive and Leo had his first driving lesson. He held the wheel while Justin controlled the pedals, the funny thing was Justin seemed to forget he had control over our speed and kept telling Leo to “slow down, slow down!”
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| Salt mining |
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| Justin and Louie at the "pit" |
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| Speed demon getting ready |
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| On raceway track starting line |
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| Another hopeful |
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| Leo admiring the handiwork |
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| Leo enjoying his first driving lesson |
We set up our picnic at the spectator area and sat down to wait. There were only a few other cars there which was nice. The salt is actually quite cool to the touch despite the hot sun and it being the middle of the day. Salt got EVERYWHERE, it’s really sticky. Justin couldn’t resist and put some on his chicken sandwhich and Spencer’s face was a treat when she treated it like sand and stuck a whole load in her mouth.
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| No mans land |
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| Picnic at Spectator pit |
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| Salt anyone? |
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| Waddya Want? |
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| Where is the saddle? |
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| Only loo for miles, called Honey Pot! |
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| What IS this stuff? |
The pilots have a 60 minute window to prepare their car, race it up the 1 mile track, prepare it again (repack chute etc) and race back down the track. Their speed in the middle of the track is then averaged out to find the speed trial result. After a false start we saw the Speed Demon flash past us at about 700 ks per hour (446 miles per hour), wow! It was a crazy speed, unbelievable really. We got in Louie and went back to the entrance area only to find that we had been moving during a “lock down” period. Apparently there should be someone with a radio at each location to tell vehicles to stop but no one told us, it’s all a bit relaxed really. Speed Demon (driven by the self made multi millionaire who founded Juice Plus) beat the current land speed record of 402 miles per hour for his class (single seated, piston driven, fuelled vehicle) but only managed to do it one way down the track, on his return something happened and he had to stop so missed his 60 minute window.
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| Speed Demon in action |
We met a lovely old man called James Halliday who is a speed buff and comes out to the 5x a year meets to watch. He told us the current land speed record is 700 miles per hour (around 1000 kms/hr), held by an ex-airforce squadron leader who drove a vehicle with two jet engines. Apparently he broke the sound barrier and you can see it on youtube if you search on it. Kiwi Bert Munro is still talked about in these circles, they have a big photo of him with his shirt off in the local café.
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| Team Wright ticks another bucket list item off |
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| Leo looking for some action |
We were actually a bit worried about “salt” blindness (as opposed to snow blindness) because it really was very bright so we didn’t want to spend all day there even though more races were scheduled. The kids don’t have sunglasses and Leo was started to really squint. It was a magic day and Justin had some fun with Louie on the drive back across the salt flats to the highway.
Leo has managed to save enough stickers to finally get his beloved Buzz Lightyear so off to our friend Walmart we went. Spencer fell in love with a dog we have named Pooch and we just couldn't turn her down, she has been such a good sport about playing with nothing but Leo's trains/cars/planes on this trip.
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| He's mine, he's finally mine! |
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| Sucker...I didn't even need stickers... |
We decided to stay an extra day in Salt Lake City to give the kids a break from the car considering we had to drive so far to Bonneville flats so the next day we took it easy at the campground and found a nice walk by the river behind the camp with a huge playground for the kids to tire themselves out. That afternoon we caught the free shuttle from the camp into Temple Square. We thought it was a great service until we were delivered into the hands of Sister Howell and Sister West (two Mormon “tour guides”) who adopted our family and wanted to show us the sights. Salt Lake City is the World Headquarters of the Mormon faith and they literally own everything in Temple including a massive Conference Centre that seats 20,000 people!
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| Temple Square church |
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| Spot the little man - biggest organ ever! ;o) |
We had a particular interest in the Temple there because Justin’s Great Aunty Joyce had been married there. Anyway, between asking about our faith and asking if we would consider their faith etc the sisters managed to show us the tabernacle (this has the biggest organ I’ve ever seen) and the outside of the temple. I asked if we could go in, hoping that our family connection would get us the pass but the answer was “no, but God wants you to go in so you should prepare yourself” (?????). Leo and Spencer didn’t think much of the pictures of Jesus they were given but we did enjoy the visitors centre (also owned by the Mormons) it had beautiful life-size paintings of Jesus’ life and a spiralling ramp up into space (Leo loved this) where a massive statue of Jesus was. This was to symbolise the rise into Heaven.
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| Aunty Joyce's temple |
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| The symbolic rise into Heaven |
Basically the Mormons follow the Christian bible but the big difference is, they have “modern day prophets” and when the sisters told me they were going to hear the prophet and the 12 apostles speak next week I thought (with all due respect) that they were crazy. It turns out they have a prophet and modern day 12 apostles too. They asked what the hardest thing for us would be if we were to believe their faith. I told them I was a bit dubious about modern day prophets because of all the false ones out there and asked how they knew he was the real deal. They didn't answer me. Justin asked who chose the new prophet each time the old one died, “they are chosen through prayer” was the answer…..
The final straw for me was when I asked them where the rest room was because Spencer had just filled her nappy….”between the crucifixion and the resurrection”….I was about to explode in laughter when I realised they were talking about the large paintings depicting Jesus’ life, and there they were, the toilet doors right between the picture of Jesus on the cross and Jesus rising again.
After about an hour of asking them questions and debating the meaning of life whilst trying to stop our kids destroy the model of old Jerusalem and knock old people over on the ramp up to heaven Justin and I needed a serious drink. We left the sisters with good wishes and headed down to the Gateway which is a shopping area. It’s like leaving oneworld and entering another but for some reason the whole city felt a bit subdued to us. It was a very weird atmosphere. We enjoyed a nice mojito in the sun and then headed back to where we met the “free” shuttle (free but with conditions that you enjoy a tour with the sisters!).