Goodbye Wyoming…Hello Utah!
Once we arrived in Utah, we searched for places to camp. State Parks offer some hookups, so we headed to Rockport State Park. There are two locations to camp. One is near the river and the other is above the reservoir. When we entered the gates for the lake area, we were told that two sites in Juniper Campground were not available. We were also told us to just pay the Camp Host when we picked a spot to our liking. We quickly found a spot with a beautiful view of the reservoir, and we set up camp. The host was nowhere to be found.
The next day we were advised that we had to move out of our perfect spot as it had already been reserved. This information was different from what we were told yesterday. The host was pretty cool about it and gave us a double site for the price of one. We still had a view of the lake, and a nice covered patio area, and a yoga platform!
Ok, so I am not practicing yoga in this shot, but we did use it for that purpose. We liked our new site.
The JETS were playing Monday Night Football and we ended up meeting an old friend in Park City and watched the game at at local bar.
Not only was it’s the JETS opener win, but it was so good to see Nils and catch up on how life has been treating him. Park City is a really neat place to live in, and and it’s evident that he loves his new home! We will be back again to visit, for sure.
On Tuesday, 9/11, we took a short bike ride on a campground trail in this park, and then we rested on our hammocks. We had a decent internet signal, and I found myself caught up in all the posts on Facebook that took me back to that fateful day back in 2001. The sting never really goes away, and my heart goes out to all the loved ones whose hearts are forever broken.
The next day we set out on an eight-mile round trip hike in Little Cottonwood Canyon to White Pine Lake in the Wasatch Mountains. Here we would see how much this area needs rain and how the lakes, reservoirs, and streams are drying up.
In the beginning of the hike, we we walked along a beautiful, flowing stream.
Further into the hike, we would see the aspen trees beginning to change from a light green to a golden yellow.
Once we got above tree line, it became a rocky, winding trail.
Then, we had to descend again to arrive at the lake.
The water level used to cover the rocks.
We ate lunch on rocks that used to be under water.
We called it a day and headed back up to the trail and then back down to the car.
The next day we drove over to Guardsman Pass to hike two short peaks and then descend to Blood Lake. It was extremely windy out, and it was blowing the dry dirt something fierce. Many times I had to rub my eyes from the dusty conditions. This is the only sign that I found near the trail head. Odd.
The initial ascent was extremely steep, and I kept wondering how I was going to get back down without my poles. Why didn’t I bring my poles???? But I have to admit that the view of the lake below is pretty special.
I thought that we had reached the peak, but it was only the first one.
We continued up over rocks to the second peak.
At the second peak, we could look down at the chair lift from Alto Ski Mountain!
Time to head down to Blood Lake!
The water was cold but the surroundings beautiful. Funny, it didn’t look as though this lake was feeling the effects of a dry summer.
We picked up Nils on the way home from our hike so that we could spend a little more time together before we left Utah. I made a yummy salad and we enjoyed the reminder of another warm, summer day.