There is something spiritual about seeing those monoliths of exposed, red rock formations out West for the very first time. I spent the majority of my youth (into adulthood) along America's Eastern Seaboard, so when I decided it was time to start a new chapter of my life elsewhere, I set my sights on Utah. In an effort to gain a better idea of what the West is all about, I flew out to SLC and hit the road on a six day camping trip with my best friend from college, Lauren (and her rugged, beat-up Tacoma, Layla).
Utah's drawn-out religious history leaves it one of the most mysterious and misunderstood states in the contiguous 48. Ignore what the average American has to say about this part of the country: go see it for yourself. (...Or as my friend Wyatt would tell you, "Utah sucks! Tell your friends!")
Check out my guide on Utah & Arizona and how the desert is objectively good for the soul.
Go outside and do something you will remember.