On the Road

Beaver, Utah

Here we are in our Beaver motorhome in Beaver, Utah. Is that great, or what? We're at the United Beaver Camperland, which isn't a bad place, when you consider the 400 mph crosswinds and the beating rain in mid-afternoon yesterday. It was also about 400 degrees below zero, according to the Lord & Master. We dug out the parkas!

The campground appears to be the best one in town - the KOA is next to a feed lot and the other one is mostly trailers plunked down for the long term with little space for overnighting big rigs. The area - from here to Fillmore, Utah - is known for the ATV trails. The Paiute Trail is almost 250 miles of back country made to roam. We've talked for years about coming here to participate, but never done it.

We parked next to a fabulous lilac bush in full bloom. Spring must be close, even in Utah.

I drove through greater downtown Beaver in search of a place with food and found a terrific steak to go at a restaurant near the north end of town (that I can't find on the maps.) It was full of locals. The L&M was happier after his tummy was full. But we plugged in the electric blanket and pulled the down comforter out of the cupboard last night. This was after 95 degrees plus in Yuma and not much cooler in Las Vegas.

On the road yesterday we fueled next to a guy with a huge flatbed full of beautiful, huge rocks! I admired them and he even gave me one - okay, so it was only a little tiny piece of one. The company mines them from a site near Tonopah, Nevada, he said.