June 17, 2009

June 17, 2009

After we settled in last night, two more RV’s joined us. No matter what off the wall spot I find, Aimee is always amazed that we are NEVER the only nuts.

We wake to rain and cool weather again. Seems the norm for our vacations lately. Driving north we are amazed at the beauty of the side canyons off Flaming Gorge. This National Recreation Area is on our list to visit again albeit later in the summer. Descending out of the Uinta Mountain chain and crossing into Wyoming we make a stop at Fort Bridger State Historic Site. Jim Bridger started his career as a mountain man hunting beaver pelts. Seeing European fashion wane from Beaver skin hats he setup a trading post here along Groshon Creek to service immigrants moving west. His foresight didn’t last long. Soon most trails edged further north to the point he was selling only to Mormon pioneers. Brigham Young, Mormon leader and Utah territory governor, became envious of his business and organized a militia to drive him off. Bridger got the last laugh. When the Mormon Wars broke out a few years later he guided the US army back to the area.

We spend the rest of the day driving thru intermittent rain ending up at a RV park attached to a Shoshone Indian casino outside Pocatello, ID. The rain breaks long enough for us to get the RV hooked up.