We soon became hungry and really wanted some good old country cooking, so we headed to Mesquite, hoping to find the right restraunt. Five minutes into the drive I remembered that there was a Cracker Barrel in St. George. What other resaraunt would be any more perfect? So we headed past Mesquite, into Arizona, and then into Utah.
After lunch/dinner, we roamed and explored St. George a bit. It's defiantly a very pretty city. We then headed back to Logandale for the rodeo. I think Justin may have been a cowboy in his past life. He just has the best time watching all the bucking and roping.
The clown was even a stunt man too !
