About a month ago, one of my cousins and I were headed back to Salt Lake from The Ranch. I was following him. It's normally an hour and a half drive. Just as we passed Park City, the highway turned in to a parking lot. We got separated. Thank goodness for cellphones. After sitting in traffic with no idea when it would clear or how long it would take, he called and suggested an alternate route. It required taking the next exit, sort of within sight, then going back a few miles and an extra hour. He promised it would be pretty. I would have taken him up on it regardless, but he's the one person on the planet I'd follow blindly into the wilderness.
It ended up being a magical detour. Kept me all smiles for days. Turned out a semi-truck had caught fire. No one was injured.