WELCOME to our new Follower, Jolly Ollie! You don't show a blog, so I can't check it out, but I'm glad you found us and decided to follow along with me and Katie on our adventures. We're in a beautiful place right now, so read on... Welcome!
Yesterday we left Yuma Lake RV Park around 10 am, and drove south, looking for signs that would lead to an RV park we'd like. I also had a couple I had researched, but they came up too soon; I wasn't ready to stop yet.
We did stop at the furthest one on my list, it was in Fillmore, UT. I had called in advance and they had openings, and were a Passport America park, 1/2 price for two days. I drove through Fillmore, and headed out of town a ways, finally coming to the park. It wasn't the kind of park I like. Very cute, every surface covered with bark, cutsie things, lots of permanent RVers, and close together. It wasn't clean looking because there was so much junk in there. So, I drove through the park and out the other side, and back to town.
I drove back into Fillmore, which was Utah's first capital. The original Statehouse building is there; it's the oldest existing governmental building in the state and is a historic site and museum. It stands on a square city block that has other historic buildings. I stopped in front of the Stone Schoolhouse, and took Katie outside for a walk before figuring out another plan.
We walked around a bit, then got back into The Palms and drove on. As we were going down the 15 I saw a sign that said Bryce Canyon, and since it was still early in the day, I turned off. We drove quite a while, over mountains into canyons, beautiful scenery.
I wasn't sure which way to go after a while, so I fed the name into my GPS, which has been really reliable. Well... we drove and drove. Kept on Airport Road, turning and turning and turning, still on Airport Road, and then drove down a long road. I kept thinking, this can't be right. But it was new territory for me, so I kept going.
This is one of the times I'm VERY glad I have a 24 foot rig and no toad. This is where we ended up:
As soon as I entered the second tunnel, the rocks became fascinating. When I entered Bryce Canyon National Park, the Ranger gave me a handout that explains how the rock formations came to be. It all started approximately 200 million years ago. The limestone formations are a deep red, much more vibrant than the photos I got.
It had been a long, frustrating, interesting, tiring day.
(Darn, wrong setting again.)