No Hunkerin’ Down with This Mess Coming.
With the cycles packed away, a quick search of Bakeries turned up Persephone with rave ratings. A propane fill and pot pies can wait for a stop at the bakery. Our GPS guided us to Café Genevieve. Oh No, it’s “shut”. The bakery was right beside the café. With no parking I stopped to let Ellen out and noticed that all the outside tables were full. The place was crowded. I parked just up the street and waited. After a long time, Ellen saw The Beast and walked up with a package of goodies.
Last year we topped our propane at the shell station. I pulled in back at the propane station. A fellow working on a drain overflow stopped to ask what I wanted. “I’d like a propane top-up” “Oh, we don’t to that” “But I filled here last year” “yeah, our fitting for your vehicle drove off weeks ago. We have another on order, but until it arrives we cannot help you.” He mentioned propane was available at Alpine, “You’re headed to Alpine, right?” Yes, we were.
Pot Pies. Albertsons was just up the road. Again I dropped Ellen of and parked. A LONG time later Ellen came back with two pies. “There were none on display and I asked if they had any” “Oh, I’ll look in back. We may have one that’s not heated.” “Two maybe?” Ellen took two back with her. Two out of Three isn’t that bad.
Rt 89 Going Right Through Town
We Followed This Guy All Day
We drove 89 south to 30/89 south to 89 south to 80. The weather front drove heavy winds that made driving tedious, sometimes intense. We followed a fifth wheel with a CA license plate from Jackson to the Salt Lake/Ogden turn off. They went Ogden. We turned toward Salt Lake. I’d had enough of long distance driving in wind when Ellen said, “Lets stop before Salt Lake”. Oh Yeah, Let’s do that! We’ve stopped maybe 50 miles shy of Salt Lake City at Echo Island RV Park. We have WATER, YAY! We do not have toilets or showers, BOO. Still we’re far enough off 80 to be quiet and have Sat reception. The wind kicks up now and then. I vividly remember driving in a wind storm in the 70’s in Wyoming. I was driving into a head wind in second gear making maybe 20 mph. It was unbelievable. I came around a curve on 80 West to find a 16 wheeler on its side. Now THAT was WIND. I remember that sight every time I drive through Wyoming.
Watching the wind now, the aspen are losing their leaves. It’s more like a leaf storm than a wind storm. We’ve been seeing more fall yellow in the aspen and TBD as we drop in altitude. Now to see wind stripping leaves from the trees, we’re sad. Perhaps there will be no fall color for us.
Site C7, Echo Island RV Park, Coalville Utah
“I don’t like it!” Neighbors drove in beside us to our left. Ellen prefers a view, over a view of a camper. I don’t blame her. No big problem though. I’m having a Blue Sky IPA in my new Jackson Drug Mug; No Problem.
For the first time in weeks we have not turned on our electric heater. Temp inside was 70 F. Outside temp showed 67F. I do not expect temps below freezing tonight. Even so we were told to disconnect our water line, “It could freeze.” It is raining now. It’s not heavy rain.
“How about going to the Grand Canyon”, Ellen floated that idea as we descended through a valley’s long 5% grade. With little traffic and nothing to worry about, I actually heard her. “Sure! Should we go North RIm or South?” We both agreed, south would be best. It may rain tonight. I hope we don’t have snow. We’ll see.
Sometimes you just know it’s time to go home. Other times the fun is not over, you keep going. This may be a keep on keeping on moment. It is weather dependent, but less so as we move south.