April 25, Moab, Utah
Here we are, back in Utah. Not a very long trip, mostly retracing our path from Green River, with the same desert scenery most of the way. Don took me for my last walk in Buckley Park before we left, and I enjoyed it immensely. Getting the rig ready to go, Don addressed the problem of the leaking left rear jack by adding more hydraulic fluid to the jack reservoir, but, apparently, overfilled it. The result was a constant muted beep alarm throughout our trip to tell us of the problem we already knew about. A bother. We stopped at a viewpoint in eastern Utah to let me visit the facilities, for which I was thankful.


We got into Moab late in the afternoon, and checked into a very nice RV Park right on the Colorado River. It’s very busy, as is the town itself, which we did a pass through in the truck. Geri and Don visited here maybe fifteen or so years ago, and they say it’s four times as big now as it was then. New motels, restaurants, expedition purveyors all over the place. The RV parks are almost full; and this is before “The Season” begins on May First! Biking and hiking is what it’s all about here, in addition to excursions on the river. It’s a really popular place!


Don fixed a really good pasta dish with sausage and mushrooms, and the plates were great. Don’t know for sure what we’re going to be doing here, but I hear talk of river excursions, which aren’t canine friendly. I’ll possibly be grumbling at you.