I was pretty spent on Utah by this point. Despite Nevada's hwy 50 being dubbed the "loneliest highway in America," I was excited to be on it, in a new time zone. I rode on I-15 in Utah for 15 miles to short-cut the route to Panguitch and avoid some of the weather that was coming through. Sure enough, the motel news indicated snow in the part of Colorado I had ridden through days before.