Just a few last notes before I hitch up Flo and leave Bryce Canyon.
Ruby’s Inn RV Park is part of a large enterprise. They have a hotel, restaurants, gift shops and a general store. I went over to check it out. I’m always curious.
There was a long, long line waiting to get in to the Cowboy Buffet and Steak. The price was rather jaw-dropping for a buffet — something like $30. What really irked me was that beverages were extra. Good grief! For that price, couldn’t they throw in a cup of coffee or a glass of pop?
But, I know people have to eat, and people staying in the hotel are a captive audience. Luckily, I have a kitchen and I went shopping before I arrived in Bryce Canyon.
I strolled through the gift shop, just to see if they had anything I hadn’t seen before. Believe it or not, I saw something that I’d never seen in a gift shop before.
They had license plates for sale! Real license plates.
I also notice that Ruby’s Inn RV Park was right next to a part of Dixie National Forest. There was a trailhead with roads leading back into the forest.
I decided that I’d take a little drive around the forest. I discovered all sorts of dispersed camping sites. Free camping! I checked Campendium.com to see if they had it listed. They didn’t! So, I got to be the person to name it on their website. It’s not an official name, but that’s how it is listed on their website.
This is the site that I would have camped in, if I hadn’t already paid for my stay at Ruby’s Inn RV Park. Level and spacious! In addition, in National Forests, you can collect firewood, as long as you use it in the forest.
Here’s a site that a tent camper is using.
There was a good deal of wildlife. I saw some mule deer in the distance, and I managed to snap a shot of this one. I’m no wildlife expert, but I think that is an antelope.
Ah, but there is the circle of life.
What a lovely place to camp! There was also good phone connection, and all the roads I was on were on the map. I didn’t even have to worry about getting lost.
What did I name this place? I named it “George’s Gift” after my father, who gave me a spirit of adventure. If you want to read my review, you can check it out here.
After the day’s explorations, I returned home to delightful surprise. There was another Airstream parked right next to mine!
I met my neighbors, Linda and Marty. They were having a campfire that night, and they invited me to join them. It’s always lovely to spend time with other Airstream fans.
Before I left Bryce Canyon, I had to do one more thing. I had to check on my snowman.
It was gone.
And so was I.