Woke up to the sound of a gentle rain. We went to sleep last night leaving the ceiling fan and the side vents open. At 5:30 AM, the temperature was below 60 degrees F and I was reluctant to leave my warm bed. The route we chose was through the Cache National Park.
Logan River current was rapid and it was making gurgling sound as it flow down stream.
With steady rain falling, low hanging clouds often came at graspable reach. I thought of the Misty Mountains from The Hobbit as we drove between high cliffs and twisted pine forest roads.
"Far over the Misty Mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To find our long-forgotten gold.
The pines were roaring on the height
The winds were moaning in the night..."
We elected to return to the Golden Spike RV Park in Brigham City in Box Elder County.
Meg, at the check-in counter accommodated our request of which stall we would like to occupy for the next three days.
J.J. and I spent a very relaxing afternoon. We also planned our activity for the next couple of days including a movie date.
On Friday we have an appointment near Salt Lake City for Honu to get a 15.000 miles check-up.
Aloha -- Cathi