May 7, 2018. After our one night in Piute Reservoir State Park we once again head north on 89. We need supplies and I don’t feel like searching for a campsite so it’s going to be a Wally night in the town of Richfield, UT
Before settling down in our spot on the macadam at Wally World I find a Lion’s Park and The Chiweenie Brothers and I spend the majority of the day in the shade of some large oaks . I read, the boys enjoy the lush grass on their long leads attached to the stakes I push into the soft carpet of grass.
Next morning, up early, I purchase our supplies, and we move on to a camp off Gooseberry Road that runs alongside I-15 near Salina. It’s a nice, quiet, free camp with about seven or eight spots next to a muddy little river. It has a vault toilet, fire rings, and metal tables. And lots of fox tail weeds. They are green so not much of a problem, but I wouldn’t want to be here when they dry.
After two nights here we move on to a spot in the Manti-La Sal National Forest near Spring City, winding through houses, then farms until we get to the Forest Service road that takes us to the top of the mountain. The road is a little wash boardy and narrow in a few places, but the road ending at a trail head has a vault toilet and several real nice tent camping sites.
This is the hiking trail not the road we came in on!
A couple are coming down off the trail with their golden retriever. The man puts a set of goggles on the dog after he helps him into the back of their pickup; the man explains the dog has allergies.
The Chiweenie Brothers and I hike a ways up the trail, but don’t get too far. I am not sure what the altitude is here, but I get out of breath enough to decide to head back to the van. I decide to take a nap., and it’s not long before I hear a hearty shout. “Hello! Anybody home?” It’s a gentleman who works for the utility company and he’s here to ride his ATV up the trail to check on things.
We chat for a bit, and after talking with him I decide to go back down nearer civilization. The bears are awake he tells me, and they’re hungry; don’t leave food out. He also says a storm is coming in. AND …. as I’ve already found out for myself, there’s no internet up here. I thank him for the info and he loads up his ATV and heads down the mountain. Worried that rain may make the road a snotty mess we head back down, too.
It was a good decision as later that afternoon a storm does indeed blow in and the mountain’s top is wreathed in fog. We are here until Monday as the weather is worse, according to my weather app, the farther north you go. And we have internet down here 🙂 and a lovely little burbling creek to lull us to sleep at night. It’s a wonderful four days in our little camp.
We are up early —- let me rephrase that—- I am up early on Monday and finish the last little bit of stuff that needs doing before we head out. The boys are still snuggled under the covers because it’s kind of nippy this morning. They soon rally forth though, once they realize I am fixing their breakfast.
I take them for a quick walk after they eat and then I climb into the driver’s seat and they clamber up on their front passenger platform and settle in. Off we go.
I make a few stops in town as I had noticed these old homes on the way to our camp and I wanted to take some shots of them before heading to Spanish Fork to pick up the mail and find a boondocking site.
And THIS is the school!!!
Hugs from me and The Chiweenie Brothers. Thanks for stopping by.