We turn off highway 89A, gravel crunching under our wheels, pulled up to the lobby door of the DeLano and burst out laughing. Ever see Psycho? Here’s a 1950’s style motel with a 4-star rating and newly remodeled rooms one must push a buzzer for admittance. Is it a good sign? Beaver, UT, our first stop, population 3,000…sneeze; blink or cough and you are through Beaver. Continue reading SOMEBODY’S BEEN SLEEPING IN MY BED… →