Monday, July 13, 2015

Summer Road Trip 2015-Springville, Utah

Sammies playing with new friends in Utah

Baccia, get off your brother!

      
Sammies were so happy to find friends in Utah.

Happy hot Finny in Springville, Utah dog park.



Springville, Utah KOA (Kampground of America)

After a very long, possibly too long, night of driving we stopped in what we thought was going to Park City, Utah, but ended up being Springville, near Provo.  This was at first very disappointing to both of us, and especially me.  I wanted to do the zip-line, which my sister and I had done the year before.  It's a terrifying experience with a 300 foot vertical drop before you level off.  I spent the entire drop trying to defy gravity in some sort of twisted fetal position, but when we leveled off it was actually quite lovely.  I knew Staff would love it.  Unfortunately, do to our usual lack of planning, we had no idea where we were going and completely missed our exit for Park City.  Actually, we both saw it and thought, "That can't be right."  It was.
      
But Springville actually had some bonus features. First, it got low marks for having a Dennys, whose bathrooms were under construction, so they made you use the port-a-potty outside.  Ew.  But the bonus features include a lovely mountain bike trail and paved bike trail through the mountains in the city. 
     
We spotted many small shy deer peeking out at us behind the trees on the mountain bike trail.  My altitude sickness (and yes, I will attribute my sick feeling to that and not being out of shape) made for a short mountain bike ride, so we enjoyed flying down the hill and ended with an easy rolling ride on the paved trail. 
     
Dinner that night was at the local Arby's in the center of town, which included a small cluster of businesses with a bustling parking lot.  Groups of young men practiced their lasso skills, showing off for the teenage girl who watched them.  A huge RV with colorful blinking lights was parked in the lot, and at first we thought it was a food truck.  Heck, why not try some local fare and forget Arby's?  But no, upon closer examination it was a sticker truck, and what I assumed was a colorful design from far away was probably 5000 stickers covering the truck.  Yes, they could make any kind of sticker you could possibly want.  My only regret is that I didn't take a picture.

Who dares to cross our threshold!


View from our campsite in Springville, Utah

Ecstatic Baccia in Springville's dog park

                                                     



Dramatic views from Utah's highways   

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