Today I started driving home. I decided to take the backroads – the blue route. The road was scenic and remote; in places slow and twisty. The road north of Burns had a rhythm; twisty-turny up hill, pine forest, a summit sign, twisty-turny down hill, then valley grasslands; repeat. It took me 7 hours to drive it. I’m guessing I saw a total of forty cars the entire day, except for the short stretch on Highway 26 and at Burns. An enjoyable road.
I had been wanting to go to Silver City for years, ever since I had seen the TV show Northwest Backroads on it. I think that show was about eight years ago. When the snows came on Saturday, I was wondering if I might not make it in this trip. But I decided to hang around and let the roads dry out for a couple of days. Today: Silver City or Bust.
I took the road from Jordan Valley. It is a gravel road freeway all the way to the DeLamar mine that is now closed. After that the road is a single lane windy, twisty, road that I drove at 5 to 20 mph. I was glad I had waited two days for the roads to dry. There was still a bit of compacted snow on the road in a few locations. Following are photos from the drive.
Everything about the area screamed that I was not in Seattle.
This time of year the geese are heading south. Flocks would leave at sunset and sunrise each day I was at Antelope Reservoir. I must have taken over hundred photos of the sunrises and sunsets. Below is my favorite.
Before my next stop, a surprise leak in the trailer had to be dealt with. Water dripping outside the trailer was what I saw when I reached my brother’s. Darn. I dealt with it by draining the water tank and released the pressure from the water system. I grabbed a beer and decided to ignore the problem, I could deal with it later. Today was later, and I had to deal with the problem.
It was a long day driving from Tooele, Utah to the Farewell Bend campground in Oregon. Four states in one day. I pulled into the campground about a half hour before sunset. The pictures below are a view of the winter camping area. An area with more mature trees was closed for the season.
Not much else to write. It was a good functional spot to spend the night. I was back on the road early the next morning driving home.
Driving towards home I reached Tooele, Utah at 2:00 in the afternoon – too early to stop for the day. It was a pleasant warm 75 degree. When talking to my mother earlier that day, she advised me to stay as long as I could in Utah. Stay, she strongly advised. Seattle had been having terrible weather that would result in a rainfall record for October. I stopped driving home and found a county campground at Tooele that I turned into following my mother’s advice. This would be my last day of the fall season for me, after that it would be winter when I get home.
And it was warm. At 9:00 pm I still had the trailer door open. At 8:00 am when I left the next morning it was 69 degrees.
Moab is a bit touristy, but it has the right to be with so much to see in the area. I saw only a few of the local sights, leaving most to see on a return trip. The two sights I saw were the Mill Canyon Dino Tracks and Arches National Park.
North of Moab about 15 miles is the Mill Canyon Dino Track site. There have been lots of tracks uncovered. It amazes me that foot prints made long ago has survived as stone.