Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Google knows everything

I lived in Utah for six years long ago. I've been passing through the state during the last three years (like right now). But it wasn't until yesterday that I realized there's the name Uinta and also Uintah, with an H. Why the two spellings? And who decides what gets which? So I turned to Google for an answer. And here it is at this link.

Ever again

Moon Lake, Utah

There was no moon yet, so here's a boat

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


The map was vague and the signs were either missing or almost unreadable as I headed up Uinta Canyon, looking for the Forest Service campground or maybe a good dispersed camping spot. I came to a fork n the road and decided to go left. The road led me to a nice and free campground. And I had it all to myself. Sweet.

After a thunderstorm (and a brief bit of hail) passed, I explored the campground. There's the vault toilet... There's some firewood if I desired. There's a pond.

And then, oops, there was a sign.

Oh. Okay. Good thing it's easy for me to pack up and go. But two big thumbs up on the vehicular prohibitions.

I backtracked to the fork and took the other road. Ah-ha, there's the National Forest sign. And there's an excellent dispersed camping spot. I found the campground. Only $5.00 ($2.50 for us old farts). I liked the boondocking spot much better, though.

Then, in the morning, I spotted Madame Moose enjoying her breakfast.

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Catch my drift?

Mmmmm yes

The Trail's End Campground and trailhead is at 9,000+ feet on the western side of the Wind River Range, Wyoming. Small tent sites are tucked among the pines. There are several dozen vehicles in the trailhead parking lot. Backpackers have headed off deeper into the wilderness.

It's brisk enough up here to let you know summer is on it's last lap. At least in these parts.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

This time three years ago

I was building out the Rolling Steel Tent at a friend's place in South Carolina. I had finally gotten the courage to cut a hole in the roof. Success. No leaks so far.

Not the adventure I'd planned

Everyone says to drive Beartooth Highway. They say it's amazing, dramatic, unforgettable! I'll have to take their word for it, because this is what it looked like today.

One advantage, though, of driving that road while socked in by clouds is that I couldn't see the drop-offs and be freaked out. Just look at a few feet of road ahead and stay between the lines.

I eventually got back below the clouds and got this photo.

This link will show some of what I missed. I'll be back some day in better weather.

The morning commute

The road across the top of Yellowstone National Park is a great place to see herds of bison. Hundreds of them. It can be not so great if there's a bus full of sightseers ahead of you and you've got places to go and pack mules to deliver. Then you wait. And soak in the wonders of nature.


I looked out the side door in time to see a group of antelope walking along the ridge, about thirty yards away. They paused when I moved, reaching for the camera. They obliged by staying long enough to get this photo. Then they bounded away.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

I love it when the results are conclusive

So, you and I have been wondering how well my new directional cellular antenna will work. Time to find out. I'm camped on Forest Service land over the hill from Gardiner, Montana, which is the north entrance to Yellowstone. Here's what my unboosted Verizon Jet Pack signal looks like.

It's 4G LTE, but only one bar. Very sluggish. But slip the Jet Pack into the booster with the directional antenna and...

Couldn't ask for more. Except maybe winning the lottery.

What about the proofreader of the sign?

Fire and brimstone—literally

Geysers smell like sulphur, known in the olden days as brimstone. Since Yellowstone has the largest concentration of geysers on the planet, there are a lot of areas that smell like, well, really bad farts. But it's nature, right? So it's wonderful.

Besides the sulfur aroma, the northwest corner of Yellowstone currently smells like smoke, because of a fire. But that's sort of a good thing, like the way lighting a match helps counter the odors of flatulence. At least that's what I told myself.