We passed several that were full and drove up the river road to check out the ones farther out, but they were full too. The drive was beautiful. As we drove farther, we didn't have much hope of turning our motor home around to head either. So on we drove. The views were amazing, but there were no campgrounds. Finally we were at 8000 ft., the road was getting worse, the engine was overheating, the tire monitor was dinging because the right front tire was 154 degrees (of course the sun was hitting it the whole time) and then, along came a guy on a motorcycle who pulled up next to us and asked "Are you lost?" He told us where the closest campground was and that we had actually already been over the worst part of the road.
We found the campground in the La Sal Mountains. We parked at the entrance and walked in to see if we could get the motor home in. We decided we could do it and walked back out to get it and the car. As we drove down the road I was amazed to realize that after walking down it and back, we never realized just how bumpy it was! The motor home rocked back and forth so much that when we stopped both slides had moved out about 6 inches.
Scotty crammed our 35 ft motor home into a tent site! We were so unlevel that I kept rolling out of bed. The spot was gorgeous! We heard some coyote's
as it got dark. Then we learned that the refrigerator won't run on lp at 8000ft. with it adjusted for sea level. So in the morning we wiggled our way out of the site and drove into Moab. We were able to find a private campground in town with an open site for the night that we reserved. We drove to Arches NP and parked in the parking lot there, had lunch, unhooked the car and went exploring the park. I hope you enjoy the pictures. It was hard to pick only a few out of the more than 300 that I took.
