Routine kicks in per usual and the day kicks off with a two mile walk of the dog by our new home. It’s in the 50’s here and the rain has been on and off since Arizona. Remnants of hurricane Rosa are still pushing their way through the southwest making rain fall where it usually doesn’t fall at all.
Luckily our new found spot was Lone Mesa Campground on the highway headed into the park. It’s another tremendous score of free boondocking on some BLM ground. After our daily chores we go and hit up some of the easy hikes that are near viewponts. The drizzly weather keeps us from wandering too far into the park for fear of being soaked to the bone.
Our first look into what the park is all about starts with a sandstone arch that has no guardrail. Get too close to and it’s a 100 foot drop straight down to the rock below.
It’s time to squeeze in a quick hike through the rocks so we can see what this place is all about. A 1.5 mile out and back trail should be fast enough to avoid the precipitation that we can see on the horizon.
With the impending rain closing in we are forced to leave for the day. It’s a steady rain now and we can’t even see the cliffs from the viewpoints. We decide to take a trip 23 miles down the road from base camp back to the town of Moab.
This place is off-road mecca and I want to check out the local vibe. The streets are lined with local shops for everything outdoors. On the drive today I noticed that Shirley had a headlight out. Now we get to do my kind of shopping. We buzz down to the local parts store for some new headlights. While we are at it we also decided to buy some fresh water portable jugs so we can extend our stay without having to uproot Penny from her parking spot. The road in was two miles of rough gravel with some sand in the way for good measure.
All in all it wasn’t the most exciting day that we had been hoping for in southern utah. Hopefully the rain will stay at bay so we can actually get out tomorrow and see the land