We spent the day at Paula’s folks camp at Little Cottonwood in Beaver Canyon, above Beaver, UT. We caught up on the trip (they hadn’t had internet for a while). Paula’s Dad drove me up to the top of the mountain (about 10,200 feet). While he checked camps on the way down, I tore down the mountain. Nice – no pedaling for 15 miles.
Then we had a picnic and later in the day Paula and I loaded up and headed the RV south less 2 kids. They would be camping a bit longer. This did create some angst, especially in Brian, but that was solved when a neighbor camper came over and offered to teach him fly fishing and to take him shooting ( a fellow gun enthusiast). So we headed off with clear conscious’s.
Still over 100 when we arrived in St. George about 9PM… ick. We parked it out front and called it a day.