After a challenging drive to Utah, we were happy to arrive at our first destination.
It was a bit of a disappointment, however. We had envisioned a pretty little creek shaded by cottonwood trees. Alternatively, we would have been fine with just a dry wash, shaded by cottonwood trees. What we got was cattle and sticky, stinking mud and flies (shaded by cottonwood trees).
I didn’t even want to let Biska out of the van because she is a big fan of mud. I’m not. I truly hate mud. I particularly hate mud that cattle have been wallowing in. I did not need cowpie mud all over my exuberant dog – and tracked into my van. It was too late to go anywhere else that night, so we walked Biska on a leash and went to bed.
The next morning we went out past Grosvenor Arch and looked for an alternative camping spot on higher ground.
It was a pretty enough area, but it was surprisingly crowded and we couldn’t find a camping spot we were happy with. We decided to drive on.
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