Heading To Utah and the St. George RV Park

We left Pahrump, NV and drove up Rt. 15 towards Utah. I had been looking forward to seeing Utah since I had first seen photos of this state and they looked spectacular! Driving along Rt. 15 we went up onto plateaus, down into valleys and the landscape seemed to change around every curve.

We traveled through a pass near St. George that was really wild! I was a little white knuckled driving this route through the enormous rock outcroppings and the twists and turns in the road. It was more of what I expected to see in Utah.

We turned onto Rt. 9 and the sign said, "Welcome to Hurricane Valley...Gateway To The Parks"! By "parks" they are referring to Zion, Kolab and Bryce National Parks. We visited them all...more on those places later.

We finally arrived at the St. George RV Park. Our first site, site #54, was very narrow. With our slides extended, we were within 6" of touching the next RV! Talk about close neighbors! And we did meet the neighbors, Dale and Rita, who were from Oregon. We tagged along with them to dinner at the Cracker Barrel that night and enjoyed their company. They invited us to visit them at their home in Oregon when we got up that way.

We did end up moving the motorhome to site #59 a day later and it was much more level and wider so we were much happier at the park. We also drove into St. George and looked around. Many red cliffs with houses built on them. Cool to look at, but not sure if I would want to live on a rock formation! They call this area "Utah's Dixie" since it is the southern most part of the state.

Peg frequented the pool a few times. Some days it was much too windy to try to take a swim. Since we were at St. George several days, we also met other neighbors, Jerry and Wilma, also from Oregon. We had happy hour with them and they served wine from their son-in-laws private winery. It was very good. They also gave us some information on a dentist in Algodones, Mexico and some other tips for when we return there. They spend a lot of time in Yuma, on the Mexican border.

The view from the campground was interesting with the red rocks surrounding us. Peg shot this photo of the red rocks across the highway from us in the early morning hours. The red rocks had changed color to a brilliant orange.