A sandstorm blasted through our campsite last night.
All was calm until the sun went down. I had to close all the windows to keep the sand from blowing inside. Fortunately it wasn’t too hot. Before long the BLT was rocking like a hammock. This morning I figured out why. I had extended both stabilizers jacks at the rear of the BLT to rest on blocks. The wind blew away so much sand that the jacks were left hanging above the blocks which were also moved out of place!
Sand was in and on everything.
The patio mat was nearly covered, its stakes at the corners buried. My camp chair was blown down past the PTV. I had some carpet squares scattered about so Bridget can sit down without getting her sizeable butt sizeably dirty (I know, a nutcake). Those were so buried I had to kick around in the sand to find them! And my shoes! I left a pair of slip-ons by the door and they were filled with sand. I’m not even going to talk about the back of the PTV. This sand is so fine it’s like dust and it can get into anything.
View on the way to Gooseberry Mesa near Hurricane, Utah (That’s one heckuva blue sky! Do not adjust your set. Gee, it wasn’t that blue when I edited it! )
We leave Zion Creekside Camp in the morning.
Spike had his last soak in North Creek which is narrower and shallower every day. I really enjoyed our time at this camp. I’ll drive us northward on Interstate 15 past Cedar City. Our eventual destination this summer is South Dakota so I can get a driver’s license to match my registrations and tags. This may take us through Grand Teton National Park and Yellowstone. Who knows where the road will take us!
I want to reach the Rapid City area of South Dakota early enough this summer so by the time I’m done being a tourist there, I’ll still have time to meander down through Colorado, Utah, and Arizona before the snow falls in the mountains. I toyed with the idea of visiting another Utah national park before leaving this area, but it’s hot. I’d rather wait until the fall.
Of course, I may not follow this plan at all!
Tomorrow (Monday) the crew and I may camp somewhere with no internet signal or cellphone service. If you don’t hear from us soon, figure that’s the reason!
rvsue
rvsue and her canine crew 