Homeward Bound - 1st stop- Palisade State Park

Tuesday, August 26th , 2014 - Day 78

Now that we are done running around in Salt Lake City, it is time to move on.  “homeward bound” in a slow, touristy sort of way.  Some things you just can’t rush, and our seeing a lot of the country is one of them.

A beautiful site at Palisade State Park in Manti, Utah

Our next destination would be south, to Palisade State Park in Sterling, Utah.  After a 2.5 hour drive (108 miles) we arrived at the park’s campground.  Oh, was this pretty!  With only a couple of other rigs there we pretty much had the place to ourselves.  Norm had reserved a large, flat, full service site.

 The reason Norm chose this park out in the middle of nowhere was the golf course. We quickly set up and set out to play 9 holes on this beautifully maintained, desert mountain course.  In fact, Norm says it is one of the best he had ever played.

View from a Par 3 tee box to the green.  What?  Are they kidding? ( Actually, due to either the thin air, or Norm's
Herculean strength he over-drove the green )

 

Such a gorgeous course in pristine condition!  It only cost us $15.00 for us both to play 9 holes ( with cart ) in the afternoon!

Wednesday, August 27th - Day 79 

One of the many beautiful scenes we observed during the drive. 

This area of Utah is huge into ATV’ing.  Hundreds of miles of maintained trails run through here with campgrounds and B & B’s situated so riders can ride “Inn to Inn” for days.  We tried to rent one to take it for a probable body- pounding but exhilarating tour, but the place was closed.  On a weekday?  I guess we should have called ahead.

How in the world could this guy not have a clue where is was, or
where the next town might be? Doesn't he work on these roads?

   






The only other thing to do was to take the area’s “Skyline Drive” by car.

We had not learned of the recent floods that caused the closing of certain roads, so what we thought would be a couple of hour drive turned into a 6-8 hour one! (We had checked with the campground’s Hosts, and although they had given us a lot of information about the drive, they failed to mention roads closed).




Luckily we packed our lunches, so driving through miles of mountain range ( about 100 miles ) was only an inconvenience.  We did want to play another 9 holes, but it was too late by the time we got back.

It was a beautiful night as we cooked and ate outdoors, marveling at the absence of people and the scenic beauty of this little out-of-the-way place.