Whoa! Is it hot today!
I don’t have a thermometer to give you the exact reading but the weather websites predicted mid-90s to 100 degrees for today. I should’ve read those forecasts yesterday. Then I would’ve known to wait until afternoon to take a drive up Route 50 in air conditioned comfort.
The crew and I leave early this morning.
It’s only about 15 miles to the tiny town of Scipio, Utah.
The nearby interstate has brought the usual gas station plazas. Judging by the rodeo arena and the many horses in fields and corrals, horsemanship is big here.
The architecture of homes is interesting.
This, of course, is a Mormon community. Homes tend to be spacious.
This home (below) makes one wonder. As the family grew, was the contractor told “Build a second floor just like the first floor?” Unfortunately, those directions weren’t specific enough. Should’ve said, “Build a second floor just like the first floor only LEAVE OUT THE DOOR!”
These folks keep it simple with easy upkeep. No frills. No nonsense. No kidding.
Patriotism is big here. Many homes have the Stars and Stripes out front.
The ranch-style house never caught on with the residents of Scipio which some would say is to their credit.
This house is very strange. I don’t know the style. Is it an old house? What is that thing sticking up from the roof all about? “Na-na-na-na-Naa-na . . . My house is taller than your house!”
Yellow roses and a red roof. I bet these people eat hearty and laugh real loud.
This next place has that Old Homestead look. The walls are plastered with memories.
Not all the houses are big. Some are tiny and have tiny dogs to guard them.
While wandering around the streets of Scipio, I have my eye out for a clean water spigot. My supply is getting low.
Once you get into so-cold-the-pipes-freeze territory, water dispensers are harder to find. I find a good one, but the water’s been turned off. Guess I’ll have to take my nine empty gallon-jugs back to camp. I’ll drive into Salina tomorrow.
On the way out of town, I stop to watch the goats and their kids.
Not everyone lives right in town. Up and down Round Valley (which actually is an oval but I’m not going to quibble), cattle graze around the sagebrush and ranchers live in the middle of their ranches.
Well, all you homies, I hope you enjoyed today’s tour of the homes of Scipio, Utah. Oops! I left one out. This one is “for the road.”
That’s all! Time to run down to the creek and cool off!