Hanksville is an oasis and a junction in the desert.
We arrive, and there’s the choice of turning east to Lake Powell, or west to Capitol Reef. And there are plenty of boats on trailers coming and going to that lake. After refueling, we use the facilities at a unique store called Hollow Mountain – so called because they hollowed out their home and store in this massive red sandstone mound.
Mum talked to the owner and finds out there are around a hundred souls in this community; the woman’s own grandfather lived here as a cowboy, and while she went about with her father in the army, she returned here to raise a family of six, who are home schooled; one son is in the special forces, and two others are off being missionaries.