Blackdawg
Dr. Frankenstein
We had hoped to get to Panorama point...again. But we were denied due to timing. Im sure we will be back though. Stopped again at the Ranger Station to tell them we were ok and headed out. Gave a road report on Millard as well. Then got back on the almost highway like dirt road back to Green River.
ImpromptU-Ah!-114.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-115.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
Racking up the miles. Fun to go fast on roads like this.
ImpromptU-Ah!-116.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
We then set our sights high and would try to get to Vernal and Flaming Gorge area hoping to find camping.
However, we forgot it was March, not May, like it felt to us the last few days. There is this thing called snow.
ImpromptU-Ah!-117.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
Of which there was quite a lot up in the mountains.
ImpromptU-Ah!-118.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
Devin found a lake south of Vernal that could be potentially good. But it was south out of our way. I wanted to push north. So we did and climbed up into the mountains. Every campground was closed and every FS road was snowed in. It became obvious people were just camping in the parking lots and pull outs.
So we followed suit and found a very large pullout used for snow machines id guess. Was gravel, plowed, and the furthest one from the highway we had found. Would have to suffice. One thing was certain though.The Stars were a sight to be seen.
ImpromptU-Ah!-119.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-120.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
It was cold though and we were happy for our sleeping bag's 5 degree rating that night. Sleep came fast listening to the quiet loud echoing hooting of an owl.
The next morning revealed we were quite close to Flaming Gorge dam. Having driven by it twice now, i wanted to stop at the cooler stops. Sadly, once again, the visitor center was closed still so we couldn't walk out on the damn.
Could go to some of the awesome overlooks though. At 455 feet tall, was a site to be seen.
ImpromptU-Ah!-123.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-124.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-121.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-122.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
However, I couldn't help but notice a road down below. We had to check it out. Turns out there is an actual boat ramp down there at the bottom. We didn't have a boat, but didn't stop us from running down and snapping a photo really quick.
ImpromptU-Ah!-125.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
Something about being under a damn like this that is slightly unnerving..
From here we went back up and to another overlook. The size of this reservoir is immense.
ImpromptU-Ah!-126.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-127.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-129.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
ImpromptU-Ah!-131.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
Was a pretty sight to be had right on the border of our home state.
ImpromptU-Ah!-128.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
And with that. Out spontaneous spring break trip, was at an end. Almost as aburpt as it had started. Looking back it is incredible what all happened in the span of a few days. And even though Devin and I really enjoyed out time by ourselves. The thing that had made this trip extra speacial, was all the people we had gotten to see and share this with. Or the the people that saved us.
That, is what left the biggest impression. Our friends. Thank you guys for making this last minute trip extra amazing with your own impromptu contributions.
This trip proved that if you stay flexible and capabile. Anything is possible. Sometimes no plan, is the best plan. Make it up as you go. Just get out, and get lost
Thanks for reading,
ImpromptU-ah!
ImpromptU-Ah!-130.jpg by Monte Nickles Photos, on Flickr
See you on the trail.


Racking up the miles. Fun to go fast on roads like this.

We then set our sights high and would try to get to Vernal and Flaming Gorge area hoping to find camping.
However, we forgot it was March, not May, like it felt to us the last few days. There is this thing called snow.

Of which there was quite a lot up in the mountains.

Devin found a lake south of Vernal that could be potentially good. But it was south out of our way. I wanted to push north. So we did and climbed up into the mountains. Every campground was closed and every FS road was snowed in. It became obvious people were just camping in the parking lots and pull outs.
So we followed suit and found a very large pullout used for snow machines id guess. Was gravel, plowed, and the furthest one from the highway we had found. Would have to suffice. One thing was certain though.The Stars were a sight to be seen.


It was cold though and we were happy for our sleeping bag's 5 degree rating that night. Sleep came fast listening to the quiet loud echoing hooting of an owl.
The next morning revealed we were quite close to Flaming Gorge dam. Having driven by it twice now, i wanted to stop at the cooler stops. Sadly, once again, the visitor center was closed still so we couldn't walk out on the damn.
Could go to some of the awesome overlooks though. At 455 feet tall, was a site to be seen.




However, I couldn't help but notice a road down below. We had to check it out. Turns out there is an actual boat ramp down there at the bottom. We didn't have a boat, but didn't stop us from running down and snapping a photo really quick.

Something about being under a damn like this that is slightly unnerving..
From here we went back up and to another overlook. The size of this reservoir is immense.




Was a pretty sight to be had right on the border of our home state.

And with that. Out spontaneous spring break trip, was at an end. Almost as aburpt as it had started. Looking back it is incredible what all happened in the span of a few days. And even though Devin and I really enjoyed out time by ourselves. The thing that had made this trip extra speacial, was all the people we had gotten to see and share this with. Or the the people that saved us.
That, is what left the biggest impression. Our friends. Thank you guys for making this last minute trip extra amazing with your own impromptu contributions.
This trip proved that if you stay flexible and capabile. Anything is possible. Sometimes no plan, is the best plan. Make it up as you go. Just get out, and get lost
Thanks for reading,
ImpromptU-ah!

See you on the trail.