Goodbye Summer! Part 2

Our travels in the last update post left off in mid-Utah in late May. Our first  stop in June was in northern Utah at Bear Lake State Park. That’s the place where we last year saw the Eagle family. See the Eagles HERE!

They were still here this year, but with just one fledgling, a couple weeks or so older than we encountered them last year.

As in the last post, the story here was the weather.

Bear Lake is fairly large, 109 square miles, and straddles the border of Utah and Idaho. Interestingly, for a lake of its size, Bear Lake has no wind alerting system. Article on wind at Bear Lake.  One evening, I was chatting with some campers, and within minutes the weather turned from resembling the first photo to what is depicted in the second photo.

It’s hard to demonstrate wind speed in a blog. Here are three attempts, each of them 100% true:

1. The wind was blowing so hard, I was afraid that it would bend the hinges on my camper door.
2. The wind was blowing so hard, Trax’s pee was sideways.
3. The wind was blowing so hard, Sally looked up at me like I had lost my mind when we went outside in it. She is too smart to mess with sideways pee.

However, dear readers, never fear. You will not have to imagine wind speed ever again. Because I, like any self-respecting traveler to windy places would do, got THIS!

I really did. I am such a dork.

And for those interested, below is how hail looks when it lands on a lake. I had three different days with pictures like this – mercifully, I am just posting the one.

On the 14th day, our stay at Bear Lake was up, so we were back on the road. Just for fun, I did a Google search for “pastry” on the way out of town. Oh my goodness.

The pastry in the picture is something called an ebelskiver (or Aebleskiver).

From the baker’s website:

Ebelskivers are a fluffy Danish pancake ball and we are the only place that serves them in the state of Utah. I make them in all different variations so we have something for everyone from sweet to savory. This is an old recipe that came straight from Denmark from a dear friend’s mother. You will find nothing like them around here. 

If you ever go there, get them. https://rucasbearlake.com/. Better yet, go there TO get them.

Our travels took us up through a corner of Wyoming, and into Montana.

In this blog, I try to present a somewhat realistic view of our life. Below is a good visual. The first picture is a late afternoon shot of our creekside campsite in Dillon, Montana.

The picture below was taken from the same location, only pivoting about 90 degrees to my right.

As late June and July moved along, we returned to some familiar spots, and added a couple new ones.

August 1st brought us to a little town on the southern coast of Oregon. In September of last year, I had the idea to spend the month of August THIS year in one place. In my two full summers (and now three) on the road, I have learned a lesson – no matter where you are, camping in August sucks. It’s hot, the campgrounds are packed, and the parents and kids have a going-back-to-school-soon-gotta-pack-in-all-the-fun-we-can kind of frenzy. So I took a spot in an actual RV park in Bandon. High temperature was 74 degrees. Much of the park was interesting local residents. Walking distance to the cute harbor town. It was a good decision.

After a low-key August, this post brings us to the current time period. We are back traveling to our favorite state parks in Oregon and will keep you updated.

Thanks for checking in!