Park City Redux

August 6 ~ 9

It always astonishes me how far Boulder is....seems so far west when you're in the east....so much further east when you're coming from the west!  It will take us four pretty long driving days to get there, so we decide to stop in Park City again for a couple of days respite.

The long drive proved more interesting than we anticipated.  We drove through stark mountains.












And the Bonneville Salt Flats, which were really interesting.  Rick needed to feel the sand and reported it was as hard as concrete.  Must be fascinating to see the speed races there.

Saw some fascinating rock formations.

And drove the highway that essentially splits The Great Salt Lake.

We came to Park City mostly because some of the things we wanted to see at Olympic Park weren't open when we were here in May.

The facilities have developed into a fantastic sports camp and training center.  Ski jumps now land in a pool and kids as young as six are doing flips and aerial rotations.  We sat and watched for an hour.

 Over the ski jumps where winter practice takes place, there's now a couple of ziplines.

There are professional shows on the pool jumps every Saturday during the season at 1pm.  Would have loved to have seen that.

It's so interesting to return to a city where you've spent just a little amount of time.  We stayed at Park City RV Resort  (parkcityrvresort.com) again because we knew it and found the facilities and people very nice. The "E" row offers a pleasant view of a hilltop in the front and Olympic park behind you....other sites not so much.  Going to the Whole Foods was funny because we knew exactly where everything was....the same with the liquor store. 

The only disturbing thing about this little visit was a little visit from a mouse!  Think he must have come up  the tire through the steering wheel or pedal floor openings.  It was the morning we were leaving and I freaked out!  Ran to the grocery and bought traps....Rick set them and we went out to breakfast.....came back and they were untouched....sat in the car a bit as we thought the quiet in the coach might bring him out.....half hour later, nothing.  Rick finally convinced me to get in Gigantor, which I very unwillingly did.  We left and never saw it again....must've left through the same opening when he heard me scream!

Two more days of driving to get to Boulder where we will spend some time with Rick's family.