Dry camping offers no showers and I was getting desperate enough to try one without my water heater.
Instead, I decided to
go north and stop in Monument valley. Now I have seen the KOA there and it is a
large dirt field right off the highway, that has RV hook ups.
Seeing that Goulding’s had a RV park I knew that they could
do better than KOA, and they did.
Their RV park is up the road past their lodge, past the Tipi Village where I have stayed before and went all the way to Oljato because I missed the giant sign that said Tipi Village
Goulding’s did not disappoint. Early check in was no issue. The
showers were spotless. Hot water just
kept coming, and the showers were actually
engineered so the water didn’t flood your dressing area or the room.
The campsites were
level in spite of the park being on a hill, and I slept soundly , as anyone being pure of heart mostly should.
The laundry was also immaculate it took more quarters than usual and people had used lots of scented detergent and fabric stink. I might have to burn all my clothes as I don’t like my clothes being fragrant like a domesticated Pepe Le Pew
This stop in the valley was just a stopover. Three times I have been here. Two times I have done tours into the valley, and with the wind blowing enough dust to obscure the view, the monuments are still spectacular.
My map shows a small campground in Natural Bridges National Monument
and that is where I headed. After Monument Valley. I thought about taking the
legendary Moki Dugway, but the thought of listening to my teacups rattle on the
3 or so miles of gravel made me change my mind.
The little camp at Natural Bridges was full. No room at the
inn for me.
I continued north on 95 through a section of Bears Ears
National Monument. I thought there might be some campgrounds, but there are none.
There were a couple of sites that looked like dispersed camping would be fine,
but they were mostly up steep gravel roads. No place I want to go.
On the way to Hanksville I started to remember that I had
ridden this road several years ago , so long ago that the lake had water in it.
Lake Powell isn't a lake here anymore.
From Hite Overlook I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking at. I
thought the paved part might be a airport, but then it dawned on me that what I
was looking at was a marina and boat ramp sitting very high and dry. I especially
like how when they built the boat ramp, they built it longer than it would ever
need to be! The river is on the lower right of the photograph, and not visible.
Guess it’s a good thing that amerika don’t believe in
science or climate change anymore, but that attitude ain’t gonna put water back
in the river.
After a night in Hanksville I filled up with intentions of heading to Colorado.
Gee I sure hope that the truck drivers who support felon 47, that
these higher fuel prices don’t affect their livelihood. LOL LOL LOL
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