Tag Archives: Utah

Southern Utah

29 Aug

We woke up alive from the motel and hit scenic route 24 and onto 12. We ate at a surprisingly delicious and gorgeous roadside cafe called “El Diablo” that made posh Brooklyn food look silly. The waitress recommended a campsite called Calves Creek near Boulder (Utah). The drive in was so so beautiful. The best yet. We drove through Bryce Canyon. Red walls with white stripes and checker board sides. The campsite we went to was on a pretty little stream which provided a lush little landscape in the midst of the desert red rock. We watched bats swoop in the fading lilac sky as warm drafts of desert air rustled our tent.

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Deskunking Yogi

28 Aug

Deskunking Yogi in our motel bathtub was a pretty fun time for all parties except Yogi. However once he realized that the awkward substance being massaged into his fur ball self was delicious tomato sauce, he was more game.

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Bear Lake Utah

26 Aug

We woke up in our burrito nest at the crack of dawn. We packed the car and got back on “the Yellowstone loop” south, determined to see at least one bear before leaving. The sights were beautiful, of course, we saw the famed chromatic geysers, old faithful and picturesque rivers steaming from hot springs. We drove and drove through Yellowstone and absorbed her beauty but were ready to say good bye and be warm again, plus going on two days with no showers we felt all around extra grimy.

We drove through the Grand Tetons which were gorgeous, the drive maybe even more scenic than through Yellowstone. Grand Tetons is French for Big Nipples, of course. We also passed by a park Gros Ventre, fat belly. G was very proud of the mark his ancestors had left on this land. We stopped in Jackson Hole, very cute town and had decent Thai food. Pretty touristy, which I’ve begun to learn can actually be a good thing.

After the Grand Tetons we slipped into Idaho. Blue skies, big hills, a lot of quiet and no way to tell what decade you were in. We drove along Bear Lake which was gorgeous and noted that lake front property with a mountain view was still being used to graze live stock. We entered Utah and soon after found our campground for the night at the end of Bear lake (I would like to note that still NO BEAR sightings.. we felt deceived). To console ourselves we laid in the afternoon sun on our air mattress looking at trashy magazines and drinking white wine with ice. It helped. We then took glorious, glorious showers and even cleaned under our nails which I forgot could even happen.

I made a blazing fire because I officially now have the magic fire touch. The highlight of the evening however, came when little Yogster heard a rustling and being the 25 pounds of ferocious dog he is, went to investigate. G shined his trusty flashlight, which never leaves his hand, on the spot to find a skunk waltzing skankaly around. We yelled and shouted in slow motion but.. It was to late. Yogi got skunked.

Stinky dog slept in the tent with us, at the food of the bed (luckily the tent was only screen and there was a nice breeze) but kept his war with skunk fuming all night. At one point Guillaume shines his flash light to find Yogi and skunk nose-to-nose on opposite sides of the screen. Yogi then got sprayed again.

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