For the past several years we've headed to Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area in late May or June. This time, however, was our first time doing so since joining the RV world.
I had some work to do in Coalville, so we pulled out of Salt Lake City around 1 p.m. Friday afternoon, stopping in Coalville en route to our favorite dispersed camping spot, where we pulled in around 5 p.m. Past Evanston, however, wind continued to increase until they were gusting over 40 m.p.h. by the time we got to Green River. Except for a couple of spots that wasn't much of an issue as it was primarily a tail wind, and I watched the average fuel economy on my Tundra slowly rise. Once we turned south on US-191, however, that tail wind became a white-knuckle crosswind that kept me at 40-50 mph the whole way to camp.
The girls at camp.
The wind continued unabated for most of the evening, thwarting any ideas of a campfire and largely keeping us inside. The locals, however, had no such reservations.
One pronghorn...
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83TA5lr1BXA[/video]
...lots of pronghorn.
Saturday morning dawned unexpectedly cloudy and the winds quickly returned. Although skies broke after noon the wind continued, so we hopped in the truck to drive past the dam and check out some other campsites, none of which we liked nearly as much as where we were.
Looking back at our camp.
Someone else's sweet campsite nearby.
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oWK0qTMAxy8[/video]
There's a ridiculous amount of water flowing through Flaming Gorge Dam this spring.
Flaming Gorge Dam
Flaming Gorge Reservoir, just above the dam.
Our campsite was out there.
Sunset on Saturday night from camp
Camp
Finally, Sunday dawned sunny and calm. Of course, we had a headwind the whole way home in the afternoon.
The lake at camp finally laid down by Sunday morning.
I had some work to do in Coalville, so we pulled out of Salt Lake City around 1 p.m. Friday afternoon, stopping in Coalville en route to our favorite dispersed camping spot, where we pulled in around 5 p.m. Past Evanston, however, wind continued to increase until they were gusting over 40 m.p.h. by the time we got to Green River. Except for a couple of spots that wasn't much of an issue as it was primarily a tail wind, and I watched the average fuel economy on my Tundra slowly rise. Once we turned south on US-191, however, that tail wind became a white-knuckle crosswind that kept me at 40-50 mph the whole way to camp.
The girls at camp.
The wind continued unabated for most of the evening, thwarting any ideas of a campfire and largely keeping us inside. The locals, however, had no such reservations.
One pronghorn...
[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83TA5lr1BXA[/video]
...lots of pronghorn.
Saturday morning dawned unexpectedly cloudy and the winds quickly returned. Although skies broke after noon the wind continued, so we hopped in the truck to drive past the dam and check out some other campsites, none of which we liked nearly as much as where we were.
Looking back at our camp.
Someone else's sweet campsite nearby.[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oWK0qTMAxy8[/video]
There's a ridiculous amount of water flowing through Flaming Gorge Dam this spring.
Flaming Gorge DamFlaming Gorge Reservoir, just above the dam.Our campsite was out there.Sunset on Saturday night from campCampFinally, Sunday dawned sunny and calm. Of course, we had a headwind the whole way home in the afternoon.
The lake at camp finally laid down by Sunday morning.