On May 30, 2018 we begin the hunt for a new back yard. We pass the little town of Freedom, Wy and I can’t resist taking a photo.
It’s not far before we find a beautiful campsite along the Palisades Reservoir outside of Irwin, Idaho. We motor down the dirt road and take a left at the vault toilets, an offshoot of the main dirt road going down to the water, and I get nauseous as road gets a distinct steep slope to one side. It didn’t look so bad when I walked it upon arrival. Too afraid to back out I go on. We made it — what’s to worry about. Getting back out that’s what!
I find a wonderful spot under some trees
the Chiweenie Brothers and I take a walk down to the water. It’s calm, with a few pelicans paddling around. Love this spot!
Better yet, we find “our” road turns back onto the main dirt road, and we won’t have to worry about going back out the way we came in. Whew!!
Recent rains farther north have the creek flowing into the reservoir at a pretty good clip, but although we do get a bit of rain and a couple of thunderstorms, it doesn’t amount to much.
We have a beautiful view of mountains to the east, and this huge area has several spots with lots of shade given by a type of tree I can’t identify. A few groves of aspen also dot sections here and there, their leaves fluttering with the slightest breeze.
The wildflowers are in bloom
On Thursday night an uninvited guest in the form a tan colored little mouse with a white bib pays us a visit in the middle of the night, and the hunt is on. The Chiweenie Brothers spend the next two nights on the hunt. Every time something rattled even the tiniest bit they shot off the bed in search of Stewart Little. They were not successful. On Friday night I took several drawers out of various storage units to let them have a better chance, but still nothing.
On Saturday I spent the day tearing the van apart hoping that the little bugger would find his way out while I was tearing into things. I assume he did as Saturday night not a peep was heard from the boys. Sleeping all night can sometimes be a wonderful luxury!
We spend five days in this lovely spot, but on Monday, June 4th, it’s time to move on. We are low on water and foodstuff; like M&Ms and the Kosher Dill potato chips I have become addicted to. :), and, like all good things (and not-so-good things, too), our time here must end.
We haven’t been down to the lake’s shore since Saturday because the weekend was pretty busy here with local traffic, so this morning the Chiweenie Brothers get a walk down to the water before our departure. They enjoy wading into the water, something that they never used to do, but since camping by water a lot this past month, they’ve found they like it.
I, however, am shocked by what I see. The lake has come up quite a bit in two days,
and–horrors!–our way out is covered by a deep puddle of water. Dang! We’re going to have to get out of here by way of the steep slope and the driver’s side will be on the downhill side. There’s nothing to do but suck it up and go for it. Camp has already been broken and our gear loaded up so I get the boys inside and climb in the driver’s seat. Oh Dear God, get me through this.
I am sweating bullets as we creep along feeling my body lean to the left as we cross that sloping area. Once past the worst part and we gain the remaining ground to the main dirt road I heave a sigh of relief, but . . . I need to use the facilities. I think it’s the first time ever that I’ve been happy to use a vault toilet.
Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs! May YOUR travels be smooth sailing.