Early Tuesday morning we were on the move—closer to Bluff, Utah and River House Ruins. Once we were all set up in our boondocking site at a set of old corrals in the bottom of Combs Wash we unloaded rigs and rode to River House Ruins—Larry and Geri have made several trips to this set of ruins in surprisingly good shape and this was our second trip there. The ruins are set high in a cliff but it is possible to scramble up getting a better look at both the ruins and the surrounding countryside.
Near River House Ruins is another treasure—Butler Wash petroglyph panels—towering rock walls covered with ancient petroglyphs--
Before reaching River House Ruins we stopped for a hike—at San Juan Hill where Morman pioneers found a way to cross Combs Ridge in the laste 1800’s. It’s very hard to imagine the struggle these early settlers had crossing this rocky/steep ridge with loaded wagons, horses and oxen—and the women in long skirts!!
Wednesday morning we were on the move again—this is just one of those kind of trips—not the most fun having to move every day but some of the gang are on their way north and we want them to see as much as possible. We landed in Combs Wash again—but a little more north—a place we’ve camped before. Our party makes up four rigs and we were a little worried about space—the largest spot was taken by a small motorhome/trailer and we were forced to join them, something we don’t like to do. There’s an unwritten boondocking rule—don’t crowd—right Ellie??? They are a delightful couple, Mike and Eileen from Salt Lake City—we asked them to join us on our rides in this area and they readily agreed.
Wednesday afternoon was a short ride then a wonderful dinner of beef stew prepared by Sandy. There are some ruins less than a mile from our campsite—again in surprisingly good shape.
OK—I think I am caught up to Thursday—I will post this blog when I can, no internet down here in the bottom of Combs Wash!