Monday, October 15, 2018

Ballard RV Park, Thompson, Utah


Tuesday turned out to be a good weather day for travel but we weren’t sure where we were going from Provo. More rain was in the forecast and we didn’t want to boondock in the mud in Moab so I called around and found that Ballard RV Park, about 35 miles north in Thompson, had a vacancy for two nights. I swear I remember taking photos of our site there but they don’t seem to be on either camera card so not sure what happened. It’s just a gravel lot and the sites are fairly close but we were happy to have a place to wait out the rain. Plus they have two very nice washers and two dryers that are free to use, and we were in need of doing some laundry.

It did rain most of the night and was supposed to again on Wednesday, but it turned out to be a fairly nice day. After laundry we took a drive a few miles up Thompson Canyon Rd, just behind the RV park, to check out some rock art and a ghost town in beautiful Sego Canyon.


Three types of rock art are found here. This is a Ute panel which has unfortunately been vandalized.



Fremont style, also vandalized.



And our favorite, and most unusual, Barrier Canyon style.



From the pictographs it’s about a half mile to a fork in the road, with a right turn leading to an old cemetery.

Thompson, Sego Canyon, Arches NP

Another mile farther takes you to the ghost town of Sego, a coal mining town established in the 1890s and in operation of some sort or another until 1947. The only building still standing is the former American Fuel Company Store.





More decay. This wooden boarding house did not hold up as well as the company store. I read that it collapsed in 2011.


Bridge over a wash.


Jim tried to find something on this old car to identify its make but had no luck.



This is just a beautiful area, and we wished it hadn’t been so wet and muddy in the canyons, as you could hike for miles. Instead we walked on the dirt road and found some higher ground that was dry. I think we only saw three or four cars all afternoon.






It definitely lifted our spirits being back in one of our favorite parts of the country. Jim was especially happy to be out of the trees.


Our plan was to move on to Moab on Thursday but it began raining during the night and was a steady rain all morning. Not to mention that it was cold. Jim called the office and they said we could stay another night, so by noon when the rain was still pouring down, we decided to drive down to Moab for lunch and a visit to the recreation center. By the time we got there the rain had stopped and the sky was clearing.

We had a fantastic meal at Arches Thai, a belated celebration of our wedding anniversary which was actually on Tuesday. After our workout, as we were driving back to the RV park, I noticed there were only a couple cars in line at the entrance booth to Arches National Park so we decided to drive in since we had not been there in many years.

We drove to the Windows section and walked the mile loop trail. We forgot that Arches is so spectacular, and were really glad we decided to make a brief stop there.









On our way home we drove down the three roads north of Moab where we have camped previously to scope things out. With all the rain they were rutted and muddy, so we decided to skip Moab this time around and go directly to Virgin, where it was predicted to be much warmer and dry. But that’s for the next post…

Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Park City Hike and Change of Plans in Provo


We had one nice day while staying at Jordanelle State Park so we took advantage of it by going for a hike in Park City. After the weather we’ve been experiencing lately, 50 degrees and sun is a treat. We pieced together a few different trails for a seven mile loop, starting at Prospector Park, walking a half mile on the Historic Union Pacific Rail Trail, then climbing the switchbacks of the Skid Row trail to the Lost Prospector, which follows a ridge for nice views.


We saw several beaver dams and a den along the rail trail but no beavers.



Jim had to check out the self-service bike tools. Nice that they have this along the trail if you need to air up a tire or make repairs or adjustments.


The leaves were a bit past peak but we still found some fall color.






After five miles we came to the end of the Lost Prospector trail, then walked a short distance down a road to the rail trail again, where we had two miles to get back to the car.


There were some cute fish sculptures along the trail.




It was happy hour time when we finished and since Wasatch Brewery was nearby we just had to stop for a beer. Being in Utah the draft beer is only 4% ABV but I had the IPA and Jim had the Chocolate Rye Stout on nitro. Both were pretty good for watered down beer.

We got more rain that night but woke up to snow on Park City’s ski slopes.


On Sunday, with more rain and possible snow in the forecast we decided to head to Utah Lake State Park in Provo where we’ve stayed before. Even though it’s just 45 miles south the weather looked a little better and we were hoping to do some hikes in the area.

Things did not start out well. With check-out not until 2 pm and with a short drive ahead, we didn’t go to the dump station until 12:30, where we encountered six other RVs in line. Apparently the dump was not draining and they were waiting on maintenance to come by. Since we hadn’t hooked up the car yet Jim backed out and decided we would just go on, I would drive the car, and we would dump when we got to Utah Lake.

I had checked the Reserve America website for Utah Lake, which stated the campground was open until October 31 and all sites we walk-in only, no reservations. So imagine my surprise when I pulled up to the gate and told the woman we wanted to get a campsite, to which she replied they closed on October 1st. I was shocked and asked her if we could park somewhere to figure out what we were going to do. You would think after all these years we would know better and have a plan B, but we never seem to learn.

Jim pulled through and asked her if the dump station was open, and if so could we use it. Thankfully it was, but the water was shut off so we didn’t get to do a thorough rinse. We pulled into the parking lot and had a bite to eat while trying to figure out where to go next. Of course it had started raining again by this time, and it was close to 3 o’clock. Jim was opting for just driving south as far as possible until the rain stopped, then renting an apartment somewhere. Smile  I, being the level-headed one in the family, suggested we see if the nearby RV park we passed had a site for a couple nights so we could come up with another plan, do some shopping at Trader Joe’s, and wait out another day of predicted rain.

Our not-so-lovely site at Lakeside RV Campground. At least they didn’t put anyone next to us, since the power was so low we had to use the second 30 amp outlet to run one of our electric heaters.


The rain eased up for a walk over to the state park, passing this storage facility which displays old signs and gas pumps.



A quiet gray Sunday afternoon at Utah Lake State Park.



It rained all day Monday but we did our grocery shopping and worked out at the Provo Recreation Center, which was very nice but busy since it was Columbus Day and not a good day for outdoor activities. Two nights were all we could take at Lakeside RV so we moved on yesterday closer to Moab, where we hope to find a boondocking site if things ever dry out.