29 May 2018
Moab, BLM
So the plan was to come to Moab the day before memorial day weekend and just hunker down until all the weekenders went back to work.
The plan worked great. While we went in the Moab almost every afternoon either to go get dinner, do some grocery shopping, or just to walk around , but we stayed away from the two national parks.
Moab is an “Earthy” type community with very nice locals. Even though there are so many tourists here, the locals have embraced it. We spent two days last week attending their Arts Festival with live music and had a great time. The weather was great as we sat in the shade, in our lawn chairs, eating “food truck”food and listening to the local talent. Check out these short videos.
In fact Arches National Park would close every afternoon and limit the amount of traffic going into the park as there were so many cars everywhere they said it was a hazard.
So now it’s Tuesday and the traffic has died down considerably. In fact we are the only ones left at our BLM camp spot and even then, there were only two other trailers in this big spot, we were quite pleased.
So today we are in town doing laundry, getting some propane, and a little bit of grocery shopping . Maybe go grab a drink and that’ll be it for today.
Yesterday was interesting though, we got a knock on the door ( which has only happened once before while boon docking) and there was a hippie guy standing out there whose name was Sasquatch. He asked if I could help, as he and his buddy rolled their (rented) Razor 4 x 4 on the mountain behind us. No one hurt, BFT to the rescue.
We jumped in the BFT and off we went. He said “well I guess we’ll see what this truck and can do on these trails”…. I reassured my hippie friend to have no fears, the BFT has been to the Arctic Circle and back, it’ll rescue you without a problems.
So we arrived at the spot where the razor was flipped it was laying on its side. I just hookup my tow strap to the side rail and my trailer-hitch gave it a little yank , and it was down on all four wheels before we knew it. I had them start it and put it in gear, and they were good to go. So after about 30 minutes I arrived back at the homestead and we decided to go to town for an ice cream.
When we returned home, as I exited the BFT, I notice something brown by my foot next to the truck door. So I jumped over it while closing the door. It was our first rattlesnake! Luckily he didn’t care I was there and he remained coiled up. So I gave him plenty of room, although I did check on his where abouts from time to time.
We will return to tourist mode on Wednesday and start exploring the area.