After re-fueling for a few weeks back home in Chicago, we drove out to Salt Lake City, where we'd stored our travel trailer for the month of October. "It'll be warm enough there, no problem! Way warmer than Montana," we reasoned.
Not quite. It was 30 degrees when we drove into Utah, and the temperature didn't budge the entire time we were there. So naturally, we bundled up for a day at the beach.
The Great Salt Lake is the largest lake west of the Mississippi River, the remnant of a giant ice age lake called Lake Bonneville. It's too salty to maintain any fish populations. Only brine shrimp and algae survive there, which wolf dog Maya was happy to hunt down. She sprinted and dug and sopped up briny water for an hour straight, drinking her entire day's worth of water within five minutes of being home.
The rest of us thought the Great Salt Lake was pretty, and enjoyed the eerie peace of looking out over the virtually uninhabited waters. At least one of us (hello!) spent the time imagining various dooms day scenarios playing out there.
However, because we do still have an electrical grid and Internet connection, here are a few of our favorite moments from that gray afternoon, Antelope Island in the distance: