There’s a stretch of road on I-15, about 90 miles north of Vegas in Littlefield, Arizona, where the scrub lined dusty highway disappears into red rocked walls transporting you to what Utah calls … Life Elevated.
St. George is Utah’s Dixie, at the border of Utah, Arizona and Nevada, home to Red Rock Cycles and home to Specialized latex lined tubes, hopefully the lucky charm to end our flat tire blues. Parked at the shopping center next door, we had a leftover enchilada lunch, picked up a few supplies at the Super K and stocked up on tubes and goop while admiring 360 Red Rock views. Betty rolled through the canyon pass at a cool 10 mph under the speed limit; it is a limit after all – you can do less. Warning signs announced that vehicles must be under 50 feet total length and 12′ 6″ in height. At 35 ft, we were among the largest of the RVs entering the canyon; most were smaller C’s and trailers.
In the last 30 miles on Rt 9, we got Zion Eyes – I feel the magic between you and I – with those Zion Eyes. One look at you and I can’t disguise … Now I’ve got you in my sights …
We were expecting small, sun and struggle. Instead we got spacious, shade and straight up AWESOME. Our site at Watchman campground is paved with a patio, fire pit and mature trees. While Betty may have been a tad large on the approach to the park, she fit perfectly in spot A2 with her large lower bins holding all of the accoutrements to make camp life homey.
Watchman Campground bills itself as a rustic facility. Trust us, this is not dry camping. There are “comfort stations” with sinks and toilets, along with dishwashing stations, WOOT WOOT! Stir Fry dinner with easy clean up tonight. Perhaps tenters and those in smaller rolling condos might be wondering where their next shower will come from. With Betty’s 100 gallon fresh water tank topped off and her inside shower looking like a shower and not a shoe closet, we were not concerned at all. Unless Eric starts taking spa showers, and if you know Eric you know how much of a chance there is of that, water management should not be a problem.
Tomorrow we start to explore. But in the meantime, we’ll relax on the patio in our zero-gravity chairs under the awning in the gentle breeze of cottonwood snow admiring nature’s beauty with our Zion Eyes.
