Happy Camper
Sometimes it works to drive without a specific plan. But never without my Treo. In my hot little hand, a nifty mapping application found me a campground off the interstate in Utah.
Sure, I coulda found it with a TripTik or a friendly local, but the idea of going into a map program, typing in “Richfield, UT camping”, and seconds later being on a website of a private hot springs that offers “a campsite and a soak” for $15, have turn-by-turn directions, and even the full history of the joint –all in the same device that brings me the update on the Angels game and work inquiries while i’m away?
THAT aint too bad.
Less than an hour later, as the sun was setting, I had my portable grill on the picnic table, my tent on the lawn, and my Treo humbly recharging in the car, awaiting its next mission.
In the morning I found a bathtub wedged in the side of a mountain, steam rising from the natural water that flowed in. I displaced a good portion of it as I slid in, looked across the salt lakes, and wondered how long I could stay here before anyone would notice.








SO jealous! That sounds sublime! I never got a signal in Utah outside of SLC. How DO you do it, JK?