So, I headed north, and tried to join others who headed east. I picked a few thermals near Bryce Canyon, and was able to keep high until I came to 15 miles north of Escalante airport. There were still clouds, and they even looked like forming a street. But the base was broken, and there was an active thunderstorm 10 miles south of Escalante airport. I gradually lost altitude. I did everything I could to make use of broken lifts, and also went to the small canyon north west of airport to find any lifts from the heated rocks. At one point, I was able to back up to 14,000 ft, but that was the top. The thermal from heated rocks was not connected to the cloud, and was not strong enough to push me up to 18,000 ft again. I went up and down, and started thinking about landing at Escalante. I flew over the airport at 5,000 ft AGL so that I can give my final shot on the sunny hills west of Escalante. But the air was totally calm there. Probably the thunderstorm cooled down the surface, and killed all thermal sources. I landed on Escalante airport, which is 50 miles away from Parowan, at 3:42pm.
The airport was unmanned. I pushed my glider into the taxi way by myself, and called Parowan airport to ask for an aero retrieve. Yes, I had a full five-bar signal on my Sprint cell phone. Jeff came in his Cessna 150 about 1 hour later. Upon take-off, he suggested a creative way to hold the wings level and off from the rugged runway surface.
I also found that the runway was slightly uphill towards 13. This wasn't an issue for us this time because we had a weak wind from 130.
The flight was 4 hours. It was a short and long flight. It wasn't a successful flight, but it felt good to try every intelligence, skills, and knowledge I had to the last minute. After all, glider was safe, I was safe, and I can fly again.
More pictured can be found here.