We finally got on the road at noon. It is quite interesting to move from an SUV (with lots of inside storage) to a pick-up truck, where the inside storage is mostly limited to the space Gaia needs! So the bed of the truck now contains 3 huge plastic containers, lids locked down with bungie cords, and the inside of the trailer was a huge mess that took us 3 hours to sort out when we finally arrived in -- wait for it -- Virgin, Utah, on the edge of Zion National Park.
The weather here is 101 degrees, quite unusual, I’m told. Not for me, strange weather seems to track and precede me. I’ve never once gone to California when it hasn’t been “unseasonably cold.”
What we love about our truck: power mirrors that fold in when you pull into tight parking spaces, and extend when you need to see around the trailer you are towing; 11 - 15 mpg, even in the mountains; smooth ride even towing a trailer; remote start; seats that can be either heated or air conditioned; that’s all we’ve discovered so far!
Driving up through Nevada through Arizona to Utah we pass through the Moapa Indian Reservation.
Boy, did we give the Native Americans choice real estate when we decided to relocate them!
It is impossible to describe what the countryside looks like around here, and the photos do not nearly do justice to the amazing beauty and grandeur. It is like nothing you have ever seen in Maryland, or even New England.
Just to keep things lively, the sewer hose split in two pieces tonight. Such a lovely odor, not to mention being captive audience to the limited replacements they have in the camp store. Oh well...
On a last note: a photo of Natalie trying to blow bubbles. I wish I could upload the video, it was a stitch!
Off tomorrow to see Zion and Bryce National Parks.