Moving camp to an oasis in the city

Monday, June 5

Immediately after breakfast, I hitch the Best Little Trailer to the Perfect Tow Vehicle.  The crew and I board the PTV, we cross Pagari Bridge, and turn right onto Route 93.

Fifth wheel with two kayaks strapped to its back, heading northeast on Route 93, Idaho

There’s very little traffic on this road which follows the course of Little Wood River.

Reggie curls up in his bed for after-breakfast nap.  

Roger, on the other hand, hasn’t yet figured out the pattern of our lives.  With his front paws on the arm rest, he watches the world go by and whines nervously.

After several minutes and miles of whining, I pull over in case Roger needs a potty break. Back on the road the whining continues until he finally tires of it.

We pass Craters of the Moon National Monument.

From the highway, as we roll past, I can see the mounds of black lava rock.  I have very little interest in geologic processes of millions of years ago.  If you do, great.

We continue on our way to Arco.

The town appears much more charming than its name.  We aren’t sightseeing today — on our way to a new camp — and I let the PTV turn right onto Route 20 east.  Instead of going to Idaho Falls we veer north/northeast on Route 33 to Howe.

Then Route 33 crosses the flat landscape of INEEL (Idaho National Engineering and Environmental Laboratory) and the nuclear testing area.

The restricted access signs remind me of something Alcides told me, back at Pagari Bridge.

A friend of his lost his horse.  The horse had wandered into the Idaho National Laboratory. As the website (above link) says, “INL’s isolated site, test bed infrastructure, and applied-science focus make it a major center for national security technology development and demonstration.”

Which is to say, one does not take a stroll here.

The friend climbed over the fence to retrieve the horse and within two minutes he was approached by uniformed personnel in a jeep and on two motorcycles.  I assume he and the horse were escorted OUT promptly.

This anecdote left me with the question:  How did the horse get in there?

Anyway . . .

We pass through Mud Lake (charming name for a town, eh?), cross Interstate 15, and arrive in the hustle-bustle of Rexburg, home of Brigham Young University.

The PTV valiantly tows the BLT through downtown Rexburg to turn north in search of . . . .

Wal-Mart!

I stock up on supplies and then we zip across town, southward, to our camp for the night — Sheffield RV Park, an oasis of green in an area of much pavement.

Kathy, who owns and manages the place with her husband Val, dismounts from her riding lawn mower to direct us to a site.

Seeing the crew jumping around excitedly in the PTV, she says, “You’ll like this spot. There’s plenty of shade and grass for your dogs.”

I pay for two nights which comes to $52 and change.

This will give me a day to relax and do laundry.  Showers will be nice . . . . .and a place to dump the trash, no minor amenity after boondocking!

I walk Reggie and Roger around the park which is lovely with its many mature conifers and cheery flower beds.

I eat lunch at our red picnic table and watch the boys play.

 

 

 

 

 

At this time I’m coping with the 12-volt system not working in the Best Little Trailer.

This has made me dependent upon the Perfect Tow Vehicle for charge for the laptop, Verizon jetpack, and my camera’s battery.

It’s nice to have hook-ups so I can blog inside the BLT without concern for running out of charge.  I’m able to catch up on my emails, web surfing, and camp research, and also write a couple blog posts.

Look at these two pals!

Sure, they have their disagreements, like who gets to eat the kibble out of both bowls. Sometimes Roger gets a little carried away when rough-housing with Reggie and I break them up before someone is hurt.

When we are at a convenient camp where we can stay put for a while, I’ll make an appointment with a vet to help Roger find his feminine side.

The shower-and-laundry house is near our campsite.

I walk over to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer.  When I return, this is what I find waiting for me.

Coming up in the next post:

The crew and I leave Rexburg for a forest boondock!

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