Leslie and I were SO excited for our three day backpacking trip to the Granddaddy Basin in the Uintas. We left Springville in the afternoon on a hot sunny Wednesday loaded with backpacking gear and photography gear. We met up with a thunder/lightning/rain storm in Heber city, but enjoyed a nice dinner while it moved in, stayed a while, and then moved on. The skies were clearing as we headed up past Kamas to the trail head, and we started walking at about 8:30 that evening, planning on hiking about three miles before setting up camp for the night.
It was a nice hike in, fun to walk in the dark by the light of a full moon. The moon was so bright that we actually had shadows. We found a nice spot by a little spring to camp, and debated sleeping under the stars, or setting up our shelters. Opting for the stars, we laid out our ground covers, and went to bed.
But not to sleep. Yukon gets all weird when we camp, he turns on Mr. Guard Dog mode, and he kept my awake until after midnight pacing around the perimeter of camp. I finally tied his leash to my sleeping bag and we both dozed off…..
CRACK!!! BOOM!!! Drip. Drip.
The storm had returned. Starting with jolting thunder and lightning, the rain soon followed. The three of us slipped into my tube tent (I had been using it for my ground cover) and listened to the storm. A few hours later the rain briefly stopped and Leslie set up her own shelter, leaving Yukon and I in the tube. After she was settled the storm returned, and stuck around the rest of the night.
We didn’t sleep. At all. Yukon was so scarred he lay next to me shaking!
Our lovely shelters. I enjoyed the orange plastic tube tent.
In the morning we were up at around 6am, lighting our stoves and cooking hot oatmeal and apple cider. The rain had let up to a light drizzle and the sky was dark and foreboding, so we walked to the lake with our cameras,
took a few pictures, and then hiked out. It was cold, wet, looked like more rain any minute, not good picture taking weather, and we hadn’t slept at all the night before. It was an easy decision.
“Are you having fun?”
“No, are you?”
“Isn’t this supposed to be fun?”
“I thought so”
“Do you really want to spend another night here?”
“Not if I don’t have to!”
“Well, if we’re not having fun, let’s get out of here!”
We made the right decision, it started pouring when we were about halfway out – we got soaked!