The Flaming Canyon Recreational District was our destination. Our route to get there was a red line-green dot road and we found it to be beautiful...again! This nation's stunning scenery keeps unfolding, mile after sweet mile...
Flaming Canyon is a beauty too...
Although we'd dreamed of camping at Flaming Canyon all the campgrounds were closed for the winter, so we kept right on moving -- into the storm.
Our new destination became Fossil Butte National Monument, but we arrived after the visitor's center closed.
But, just look at this visitor center beauty...
There's a wealth of information at the Monument, evident from the displays outside the visitors center we were able to view. Unfortunately, we missed much, as our unfolding day continued to have bad timing.
The center was closed for the day and the scenic drive closed for the season.
Now we're boondocked, next to a a charming little creek, outside the town of Cokeville, on Highway 204 (Nothing more than an unpaved muddy road. We've been here 2 hours and only one car has passed by.). There are patches of snow along the road's edge and up on the hillsides. A storm is predicted tonight. Our fingers are crossed that it will be rain and we don't wake up to 6 inches of snow in the morning. It could easily be snow as our altitude is 6500 feet.
Both Ed and I were rummy from too many miles of sagebrush driving today, but now we're tucked in for the night, warm and cozy in Thistle. Potato soup, with floating avocado (a trick we learned in Ecuador) satisfied our appetites quite nicely. Internet -- nope!
"Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning."
~ Gloria Steinem