Get me to the beach on time - With Officer Buzzkill fading away in my rearview mirror, I continue south towards Bear Lake. I'm hoping I can get far enough south to find a break in the clouds to dry out the camper. I've been incorrectly calling the tent fabric canvas, but it's clearly not in the traditional sense of tent canvas. Nor is it nylon like a tent. Jonathan has referred to it as "coated fabric" and that's closer to what it is than canvas or nylon. Really the material is similar to a tarp. Whatever it is, it was packed away wet and that's never good, regardless of the material.
Shortly thereafter I can see the clouds start to clear up and I can make out the lake on the horizon. Bear Lake lies high in the Rocky Mountains, and the lowest elevations on the valley floor are just below 6,000 feet. Mountains rim the valley on all sides. The Bear River Range lies along the western side, and form the boundary of the county on that side. Also considered part of the Wasatch Mountains, they reach to elevations above 9,000 feet, and are covered by green forests of evergreens and quaking aspens. Many pioneers passed through this area on the Oregon Trail in the mid 1800s, following the Bear River. Mormon pioneers arrived in the 1860's, founding small towns around the valley. The towns have changed little since their settlement. (
*footnote - Several of the above facts were sourced from the Bear Lake CVB web site)
Looking for lunch, I stop at several of these villages, like Fish Haven, Paris, Dingle and Wardboro. Being Easter Sunday, I'm stuck with a questionable convenience store sandwich and a can of last summer's Pringles chips. Life is good....
After passing through Fish Haven and several private residences with private beach access, I found a small trail that lead out to the water's edge. The most unique feature of Bear Lake is it's turquoise hue from limestone sediments suspended in the water. It glows like the Caribbean and the lake is often referred to as the Caribbean of the Rockies. With its 18 miles of shoreline located in Idaho, Utah and a small portion of Wyoming, it is a great get away in a remote part of the country.
With blue skies above (finally!) and a gentle breeze it was the perfect opportunity for a lunch break and to dry out the camper. I'm so impressed with how easy it is to set this up that I keep thinking that I'm forgetting something and the whole thing will come crashing down around me. But it's just that easy, what can I say?
After the weather I'd been dealing with for 2 days, it was hard to pack up and leave the sun and water at Bear Lake, but I still had a long ways to go. Much of the afternoon's drive would be through the rolling prarie of western Wyoming, which likely meant more stiff winds, limited opportunities for gas and errant wildlife on the roads. But it's home and I'm glad to be getting back, but I can't resist another few minutes lakeside before I go -
********To Be Continued..................