August 1983
We’re not “formal portrait” people, so why we had these taken I don’t know. Here they are anyway.
La Caille at Quail Run: Elegant Dining
23 July 1983
I have no recollection of what brought us to La Caille for dinner. Dining at this elegant (and expensive) restaurant on our own dime wasn’t in our budget, so I can only assume that I had received a dinner certificate from my boss (his brother in law was one of the owners).
[click photo to go to the La Caille’s website]
The restaurant was in a French chateaux-style building that sat on extensive, manicured grounds in Little Cottonwood Canyon. Patrons drove up a tree-lined, brick road that led to a circular driveway — very much like it’s portrayed in the above picture. The ambiance of the grounds and the dining rooms in the chateaux was wonderful and lent itself to elegant dining.
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I don’t remember in which of the dining rooms we were seated, but thanks to some notes in my photo album, I do know what we ate. When it comes to food, Mui’s the more adventuresome of the two of us, so I’d have to say that he probably ordered the items on the right.
We’ve always said that when we eventually return to Utah, we’ll dine in style at La Caille. Well, in researching this post, I came across a tidbit that the estate is up for sale at Sotheby’s International Realty. So, just in case we don’t have an opportunity go to La Caille again and take our own pictures, here are some from the Sotheby website. (You can click the photos for larger versions.)
[collages created from photos on the Sotheby website]
By the way, if you have $19.9 million in pocket change, the estate can be yours.
The Hills Are Alive at Sundance
11 July 1983
The Sundance Resort is located in Provo Canyon. It’s owned by Robert Redford, who purchased it from the original owners in 1969. As the website says, “Rejecting advice from New York investors to fill the canyon with an explosion of lucrative hotels and condominiums, Redford saw his newly acquired land as an ideal locale for environmental conservation and artistic experimentation.”
[click photo to go to the Sundance website]
Sundance is best known for the annual film festival held in the winter months. I’m sure it’s lots of fun, but we never went to the event. We did, however, attend a performance presented by the Sundance Summer Theater.
The Sound of Music has always been a favorite of ours and the grass-clad slopes of Sundance was the perfect setting for an al fresco performance of the musical. We joined Sandy and Andrew, a geologist couple with whom I worked at Petrolex, and some of their friends, for a picnic-and-theater evening. When Maria and the Von Trapp kids came dancing and singing down the hill behind us, we knew we were in for a special treat.
It was a memorable evening; a memorable performance.
What Happens in Vegas …
4th of July Weekend 1983
It was a long, 900-mile (1,440 km) roundtrip drive to Las Vegas, Nevada for just a weekend, but what can you do when you don’t have any accumulated vacation days at work. At least it was a straight shot down I-15 and a reasonably easy drive to boot.
We left Kaysville mid-afternoon on Friday and reached Vegas shortly before midnight. On the silver lining side, arriving in the “City of Lights” at that late hour, we were greeted by the full impact of the neon-glitz of the city. The Strip was aglow with blinking lights in every imaginable color and it was packed with people. To these first timers, it was a memorable glimpse of “Sin City.” Dead-tired after our eight-hour drive, we went directly to our hotel — the MGM Grand.
Vegas is filled with spectacularly showy hotels.
But in the day, the MGM was the Grand Dame of the Strip.
[scanned from brochure]
When one hears the words Las Vegas — which means The Meadows in Spanish — one thinks of two things: gambling and entertainment. Legalized gambling didn’t happen until 1931, however, and the city wasn’t considered a resort/entertainment destination until after WWII. The first settlement in Vegas was recorded back in the early 1850s when the Mormon Church sent a mission of 30 men to construct a fort and teach agriculture to the natives in the area. The city itself was founded in 1905 after the railroad designated Las Vegas as a major division point. The rest is history.
We spent our first day in Vegas at Old Nevada, a thematic reproduction of a boomtown with recreated buildings, dining facilities, melodrama, gunfights, and hangings. It was an “Old West” kind of day on the grounds of Bonnie Springs Ranch, which was built in 1843 to serve as a stopping point for wagon trains making their way down the Old Spanish Trail to California.
Yes, our day was very touristy; and yes, we had a ball.
A miniature train runs from the parking lot to the ranch.
No Old West town would be complete without a saloon.
No worries; there are modern facilities too.
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Visiting some of the colorful citizens of Old Nevada.
(Red Garter Sue “her position ain’t changed” and
Ben Murphy “town drunk and nobody’s friend.”)
Golden Queen Mine — notify next of kin before entering.
A cool treat on a hot day leads to …
… a weight check on the feed scale.
The main reason for our trip was to see a show or two. Unfortunately, there were no reasonably-priced revue tickets available for Saturday night. Instead, we went to a concert — Kenny Rogers Under the Stars at Caesar’s Palace. Our $12.50 tickets were in the bleachers. The performance was good, but those uncomfortable seats left an impression we could have done without.
I don’t recollect what we did on our second day in Vegas; there are no photos to help me remember. After a late night out, we probably took it easy. Maybe went for a drive; maybe just walked The Strip, which I remember thinking was not nearly as impressive during the day as it was at night.
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The Strip at night is very colorful.
But that night we did manage to get tickets to Jubilee — an “adult” show in the Ziegfeld Showroom at the MGM Grand. I think the show was so rated because there were topless showgirls in the line-up. Otherwise, I didn’t see anything that was adult-oriented about the show.
Showgirls are synonymous with Las Vegas.
[scanned from brochure pictures]
The Maitre d’ gave us a nice booth for the show.
(the “posed” photo was included in the ticket price.)
OK, I see you’re wanting to know if we gambled at all while we were in Vegas. We didn’t have any money to throw away, so the short answer is that we stayed away from the tables. But we did make a miniscule deposit into a “one-armed bandit.”
The coin is made of metal, copper clad, and is a
detailed 2-sided replica of an actual Lincoln penny,
except that it is only 5/16 inches (9 mm) in diameter.
I imagine Vegas put on quite a show for America’s Independence Day, but we didn’t stay to see it. We had a long drive back home and work the next day.
By the way … did you catch the hot pink clutch bag in the photos. That’s the one I went to buy before the trip and came back with a brand new car to boot.
Went Shopping for a Handbag; Came Home With …
25 June 1983
We were planning to head to Las Vegas for the 4th of July weekend. Clothes were laid out in the guest bedroom and ready to go in the suitcase. I needed just one more thing, a hot pink handbag to match my shoes. (Yeah, I know — what was I thinking!)
Anyway, we decided to go to the mall in Ogden to see what I could find. Along the way we made a detour and came home with … a brand new car — an ‘83 Plymouth Reliant.
To answer the question that I know is on everyone’s mind — why the spur of the moment decision to buy a car? Well, just days before the A/C in Mui’s ‘78 Mercury Zephyr had kicked the bucket. We just couldn’t see ourselves driving around southern Utah and Nevada without some cool air to keep the hot temperatures at bay.
My Reliant shares the driveway with Mui’s Zephyr.
We eventually did get the A/C fixed on the Zephyr and it continued to provide years of transportation. As did the Reliant, which transported us eight years later across the country to begin the next chapter of our life in the US. But that’s for later.
Oh, and yeah, I did find the clutch handbag that was the reason for the shopping trip to begin with.
Day-O: An Evening with Harry Belafonte Jr.
17 June 1983
We’ve always enjoyed the rhythmic sounds of Belafonte’s music. So, when we read in the newspaper that he’d be performing at the Special Events Center in Salt Lake City, we just had to go.
As the article below states:
And so the man who once was barred from entering the front door of a Utah hotel has returned and found waiting for him the openness that Salt Lake City can possess.
[scanned from the Salt Lake Tribune]
It was a great concert, filled with the joy of music rather than screaming fans that so often mar the experience by overpowering the performance.
Snowbird: Playing in the Snow in June
12 June 1983
Utah does not lack for ski resorts. In fact, in the immediate Salt Lake City/Park City area there are eight of them. There are four more in the northern part of the state, and two in southern Utah. Some say that the powder on the ski slopes of Utah is even better than Colorado. I’ll have to take their word for it — despite learning how to ski while living in Utah, I never became an aficionado of the sport.
Snowbird, located about 40 miles (64 km] from Kaysville, was the first ski resort we went to after moving to Utah. We visited on a warm summer day and found plenty of snow in which to play.
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[scanned from a magazine article; click for a legible version]
Located in Little Cottonwood Canyon, Snowbird offers spectacular vistas. As the article above says:
It starts with things which only God can do—the snow, the terrain, the temperature, the scenic beauty—and here in Little Cottonwood Canyon each is present in such an ideal way that it seems a prescription for the ultimate in skiing is being uniquely filled.
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Salt Lake Valley from Hidden Peak
It was a fun day … and one that we repeated on later occasions … be it spring, summer, fall, or winter.
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