We left Moab on a windy, but clear day. Experience taught Dave to pin our window awnings so that they didn't get caught in the wind and try to unroll as we drove along. That's a bad thing....
We arrived at our next stop, tiny Bluff, Utah, after an uneventful and pretty drive. This time we stayed at Coral Sands RV Park at the edge of town instead of our usual spot, Cadillac Ranch. I wanted to add some days to the reservation I had previously made in order to avoid driving in the heavy rains that were predicted. The owner cheerfully worked with me to find a spot for us for the additional time and we were happy with our new site.
We arrived on Sunday and had a few dry days before the rain set in. Once it did, however, we were very happy to have the site we did. It was high and dry, no deep puddles or runoff anywhere. Other's weren't so lucky!
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our windshield view |
Bluff hasn't faired well since Covid. The scenery is still fantastic, the people are still friendly, but the spare few restaurants that were here have either closed or reorganized. Twin Rocks Cafe is still open for lunch and dinner (with an abbreviated menu) but the folks that used to run the good Cottonwood Steakhouse have closed their sticks and bricks restaurant and taken on the dinner service at Twin Rocks. The good breakfast place (think blue corn pancakes) has closed. Dukes has very good food, but they have such a difficult time with staffing that you may or may not find them open.....no notice. Ah well. I hope they'll come through this time.
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Twin Rocks Navajo Taco |
The good ladies at the Bluff Fort are still making their good cookies for sale. Needless to say we frequented their delightful smelling little kitchen.
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yummy lemon zucchini cookie |
One afternoon we took a drive behind Mexican Hat rock to what used to be fairly decent San Juan River access. Again, the scenery was still spectacular, but the "road" has not been maintained and was washed out and sad (this was before the heavy rains).
Another day we took Lewis and some lunch to drive the Valley of the Gods loop scenic road. It as as beautiful as we remembered with only a few rough spots in the road.
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Lewis takes a post prandial stroll |
We chatted briefly with a couple who were traveling with another couple and their two class C type Italian motorhomes. They were deciding whether to go ahead or turn around and asked us to go on ahead. We did, but continued to keep them in our rear view mirror, in case they got into trouble.
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here they come! |
At one point the road dipped sharply down into a wet wash and climbed straight up the other side in very deep sand. We waited at the top to be ready to help if necessary. The driver was either pretty good - or - lucky because he gunned it, roared down into the wash, and right up the opposite bank.....
Alrighty then! We didn't see them again and hope they enjoyed their time on this beautiful road.
Here are a few more pictures of our explorations, in between the rain drops.....
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beautiful but poisonous Datura |
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silty San Juan River |
We found an interesting road at the base of the top of Comb Ridge. We came upon it from a dirt track across from the little, relatively unused Bluff airport. We decided we'd just take the dirt road as far as Dave felt comfortable, having just had some serious rain the previous day. If the terrain turned to mud or became washed out, we'd turn around. The red dirt and slick rock were wet but not a propblem.
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slick slick rock |
Surprisingly we came upon the end of a previously paved road.....Did we follow to see where it went? Yes we did.
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weeds and grasses grew up in the pavement |
We came to the other end of the pavement and a humped up berm of dirt.....Evidently the road had gone all the way through to route 163 (we could see it in the distance) but had become washed out and abandoned.
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see the Jeep? |
We got out and walked down the wash out marveling at the beautiful smooth colors in the rocks ahead.
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see Dave walking down the washout toward rt. 163 ahead? |
Rain began to fall harder so we decided to leave the wash before it became difficult. What a cool find!
One last day we drove out to an overlook near the campground. The road up and at the overlook itself seemed to be relatively dry, but.....in my zeal to see the views I stepped directly into what just looked like darker dirt. It was MUD, deep mud and I sunk in over my shoe. I had to hop back to the car, one footed! Ah well.
Back home Lewis was waiting for us.....
Tonight we're at Moore's RV Park in Bloomfield, New Mexico. We're trying to watch the season premier of "The Rookie" but if a car moves past Beluga our TV looses signal and, right now, a lovely couple has pulled their truck in front of our site to do their laundry. UGH!