Friday, October 2
Route 153 east of Beaver, Utah
“Rockin’ around the Christmas tree
Have a happy holiday
Everyone’s trick-or-treating merrily
In a new old fashioned way-ay!”
I’ve stumbled into a time warp at Family Dollar’s check-out counter in downtown Beaver, Utah.
The voice of Brenda Lee fills the air with Christmas cheer on this sunny, second day of October. The woman ahead of me places her collection of Halloween trash on the conveyor belt. The cashier rings up her purchases and announces with a smile, “Your total comes to $29.18.” Without a flinch, the woman pays.
“You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear . . . Goblins singing Let’s be jolly, Deck the halls with boughs of holly”
I hurry to the crew waiting in the Perfect Tow Vehicle.
“Hang on, guys. I want to find the dump station for future reference.”
On the north end of Beaver I see the sign.
The dump station is located behind this business.
On the return to camp, I park alongside the road to go online. After checking the blog and writing, I close up the laptop, get out, and snap a photo of this pair.
Bridget, Reggie, and I relax all afternoon at our camp along the Beaver River.
After naps and supper, we head over to Little Cottonwood Campground for the last walk of the day.
The sky has become overcast and the air is cooling fast as the sun dips low. All of a sudden, when we’re at the far end of the campground, a moisture-laden cloud comes over the rocky canyon wall and dumps sheets of rain on us.
“Hurry!” I yell to the crew, a completely unnecessary command because both Bridget and Reggie are already high-tailing it toward the PTV.
What is it about rain pelting one in the face that causes laughter? By the time we reach the PTV, my hair and clothes are soaked, Bridget is drenched, and I have to go to the bathroom. I toss Bridget inside.
Reggie is under the PTV.
“Come out from under there, Reg!” I plead while peering under the PTV, laughing with legs crossed and cold rain hitting the back of my neck. A tug on the tether and he comes to my arms. Inside the PTV, I pull off his soggy green vest.
“Well, look at you. You’re the driest of any of us.”
I turn on the engine and the heater. The rain stops by the time we reach home.
Saturday, October 3
Against my better judgement, we drive into Beaver to do laundry. I bet the place will be packed, it being a Saturday.
To my happy surprise, the place is empty!
Bridget knows that a walk is always included in a visit to a laundromat.
She pitches a fit while the laundry is in the washers, thinking I’ve forgotten this important ritual. As soon as I’ve thrown everything into the dryers, I go outside again and let her and Reggie out of the PTV.
“Gosh, Bridget. You act like you haven’t had a walk in years!” I mock-grumble as I snap her into her black suit.
We walk around the block, passing the old courthouse which is now the Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum.
Dogs aren’t allowed on the grass. We can see the outside exhibits from the sidewalk.
Imagine hauling your possessions across Utah’s landscape using one of these handcarts!
After the laundry, we make a quick stop at Mike’s Grocery and return to camp.
Sunday, October 4
Rain is in the forecast for the next few days. The mornings are becoming colder. It’s uncomfortably damp inside the Best Little Trailer this morning. I turn on the Wave 3 catalytic heater and the pad glows orange.
“It’ll be warm in here in a minute, punkins.”
Then I hear a click and that’s it.
No more orange glow. No more heat.
Hmm . . . It obviously isn’t the pad being dirty, the usual cause. It lit fine. The propane stopped flowing with that click. Well, it won’t be fixed today and we need heat, what with days turning damp and cold. (Later I find out it needs a new thermocoupler.)
We’d better move camp for electric hook-up!
While I break camp, Bridget and Reggie are snug and warm inside the PTV with the heater going. Before leaving Beaver, I stop at Family Dollar and buy an electric heater for $15.
I smile as we roll across the sage and rabbit brush again, headed for Minersville Lake Campground. Everything works out. There was a reason we scouted out this campground the other day . . . .
We won’t be cold. The campground is lower elevation and the little electric heater will warm up the Best Little Trailer and take out any dampness. I’ll have hot showers and be able to go online. Oh, and there’s a dump station, too. None too soon!
“Great! Hardly anyone here!”
I drop $60 in the iron ranger for three nights and choose a shelter at the end of a row. The crew and I wander around making sure this is the best spot. I take the photo below and then set up our new camp!
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