Day 52-May 11, 2018-To Salt Lake City, UT
Drove 212 miles in 4-3/4 hours
IT’S WINTER AGAIN!!! Only 38 degrees when we got up, never got above 50. And rain!
Harry’s not a happy camper because it’s cold. He’s even starting to use bad words for adjectives about the weather. We thought about going a scenic route instead of I-84 but thought better of it because of the distance we were going today and the cloudy weather, so we drove the whole way on I-84 which turns into I-15. Speed limit is 80MPH here but nobody is going that fast, least of all us. Started out with flat land and farms, farms, farms, some just planted, some quite high, all being irrigated. At Pocatello we turned south and the terrain immediately changed to the Sawtooth Mountains in the distance again and rocky sagebrush all around. Interesting how it changes so abruptly. The signs say “High Winds” and “Dust Storms” and there are very heavy, dark clouds that eventually turn into nasty, cold rain. The first town we go through in Utah is Snowville which, thankfully, didn’t live up to its name today, no snow, just rain. We stopped for lunch at a Cracker Barrel only 25 miles north of the campground. We needed something warm to eat. Back on the road to the KOA in Salt Lake City. The KOA is the only campground near Temple Square and therefore, expensive. But this week-end is their CARE Camps Big Week-end so if you stay Friday you can stay Saturday for only $20 and it’s given to charity, so the cost isn’t too bad. We set up in the rain then, like fools, drove 22 miles in 5 lanes of bumper to bumper 5:00 traffic on a Friday to an RV dealer just to look at an RV like ours. And, guess what? Even though on-line they had it in stock it had been sold. So we drove the 22 miles back to Temple Square where we thought the tulips would be planted all over but it’s too late for the tulips and they haven’t planted anything else yet. Some pretty blue and yellow pansies but in this dark, dreary, nasty day even those didn’t perk us up. We drove by the Temple and under the Eagle Gate, a huge arch with an eagle in the middle with a 76’ wing span that commemorates the entrance to Brigham Young’s property. I don’t think it’s the cold that bothers me so much as the gray dampness. Hopefully tomorrow will be dryer and warmer.