Tuesday, September 19
As is our custom, the crew and I stay at camp during our first day at Lower Gray Canyon Campground (Swasey’s Beach) on the Green River near the town of the same name.
When we arrived yesterday, immediately I set up a wrap-around outdoor room, utilizing my 9′ x 12′ mat for a sitting area at the rear of the Best Little Trailer.
On the door side I put down the remnant of our first mat to make another sitting area.
Cutting that original mat in half produced a handy 4.5 ‘ x 12’ mat. You can see in the next photo it’s kind of worn and raggedy.
That doesn’t matter.
A mat is an essential item because it helps to keep sand, grit, and mud from being tracked inside. Plus it turns a piece of ground into home.
I’m happy to spend our first full day at camp.
It’s enough to relax in the lounger, reading or simply watching the river and listening to its constant rush and roar (Photo taken later in the day).
It’s the kind of day where the sunshine comes and goes as clouds drift across the sky. Occasionally a breeze tickles the leaves of the cottonwood tree.
Oh, it feels good to warm my bones in the sun!
After days of being confined to the Perfect Tow Vehicle during our race from the cold, the crew enjoys the warmth, too. When not sunning themselves or snoozing, they investigate our campsite and play in the sand.
It’s hard for me to remember “The Days Before Roger,” when it was just Reg and me. He and Reggie have bonded so well.
Best buddies, they are.
When they squabble over something, usually food, soon they are nose to nose checking that their friendship is intact.
People could learn from them!
The crew and I don’t go to the beach because there are too many people, even on a Tuesday. Mostly they are day use people — floaters and those who watch them.
I’d rather wait for a day when we have the beach to ourselves.
Behind our campsite we have our own little, sandy beach with rocks for the boys to climb on.
Roger attacks Reggie for a spirited, fighting game on the soft sand. It’s great fun until the sand flies into their eyes and I put a stop to their rough-housing.
The lengthening shadows of late afternoon cue the crew.
They stare at me until I get the message.
“Okay, I know. It’s time for the last walk of the day. Let’s go up the canyon road.”
I like a camp that has several options for walks. Also where you can walk as far as you like.
That’s the way it is here.
And all around stand these grand, soul-stirring cathedrals!
In the light of dawn or the glow of sunset, the monoliths seem lit from within.
These scenes remind me of Utah’s slogan, “Life elevated.”
Reggie, Roger and I walk a long way.
The exercise feels good.
After a while shadow falls across our way and we turn toward home.
Once again, we’re “leaving while wanting more.”
“Whatayasay, guys, how ’bout we make this a daily walk?”
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