Funny thing about March out west... It doesn't know if it wants to be Winter or Spring. Sometimes it snows, wet and deep fluffy snow.. and sometimes the sun comes out and reminds you that it's going to be summer again. Someday. Me personally, this bi-polar month can take a hike either way. March is a pretty girl with a bad attitude and I'm over her, taunting me, teasing me, cutting me off at second base...
Uhh, where was I..?
Wyoming. March. Right. So we're so ready to be coming into camping season too when I suggest a weekend at a lonely lake up in the hills. It could be dry over there, it could be snowed under, we won't know unless we go. My thoughts are it's about 100 miles from the house if the weather turns we can head back, and we need a tune-up overnighter before a longer trip to Utah in April. I've forgotten whatever was broken or we ran out of during
our previous trip last Nov/Dec to AZ and CA.
So I selected the Seminoe Reservoir if you're curious. It's the middle of nowhere on a 70 mile scenic byway between Rawlins and Alcova, in the south-central part of the state. I'm not excited about the drive to Rawlins, it's a prison town which is the first and nicest thing I can think of to say about it. But as soon as we're past it and heading out into the hills, the air is sweeter, the sun is warmer and I'm excited about the weekend. Turned out the area was mostly dry, no snow. Arriving at the lake, with no one else in sight, we were stoked. It was stunning and looked like a fun ride in -
Seminoe Reservoir -
Goober pronghorn - 'Hai Guise!' -
There are three formal campgrounds in the area and plenty of dispersed camping higher up in the mountains. We check out all of the campgrounds and there is no one at any of them. No host, no ranger, nobody. The second half of this drive the following day would be over the mountains on a questionable dirt road back down to another lake. When it got late in the afternoon we decided to make camp, start a fire and enjoy a long, quiet evening by the lake.
Stunning but still icy -
All to ourselves -
We don't need a formal campground just a place to park, but gee why not? There was one spot with a wind-break fence, shelter, table and fire pit with a 2 holer nearby - all on a concrete slab! Knowing it could snow or rain overnight, I'm cool with not parking in the mud.
I think the kids call this "glamping" -
Ice caps not white caps -
This area is called 'Sunshine Beach'. Or as March calls it, 'Screw you, I'm not ready' -
It was still wet at the bottom, near the shore but nothing to worry about -
Did I mention there was a big stack of dry wood there too? Kismet! -
Is this a Heron? It was too far away for my lens -
If you were 50 miles from anywhere, wouldn't you stay here?
We had a great night. It was chilly and the wind was blowing steady but we can handle that. At least there were no bugs. The coyotes were yipping & howling across the lake all night but we didn't hear anything else. When we ran out of wood we went in the camper, cranked the heat up, watched a movie on the laptop with a late snack and then called it. I took one last walk around outside and saw a sky full of stars.
Then I woke up at 6am to this white crap everywhere -
Lake? What lake?
Where did the mountains go?
It was pretty cruel to wake up to that, and it was still falling. An hour later and it was still snowing. Didn't seem to make sense to try and drive over the mountains when they were socked in. Who knows what the road conditions might have been, but they weren't going to get any better with elevation. So left with a tough call but the only smart option, we pack it up and head out the way we came in. Play it safe and play another day. It's early yet for that area and I was well aware of it when we decided to go. But still, it's funny how March can turn on you, tease you, make you want more and then just totally deny you. Fickle mistress...
Well, that's it folks. That's been my winter and pre-Spring here in the Cowboy State. I appreciate you taking a look and getting to clear those pics off my phone. Next up we're planning on southern Utah for a few days. No agenda, just rolling. I'm sure it will be an interesting adventure of some kind. It always is.
Vive la Vie!
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