Camp is setup. They gave me the most remote site in the campground, which while not being very remote is at least in an interesting area and has both shade and some wind protection..
It's nap time and the shadows are getting long, so I'll save my hike of Little Wild Horse Canyon for the morning when it's cool. For now, I'll check out the dirt around the camp site.
Kind of neat. I can only imagine what a complete mess this is when it gets wet..
Looking back the couple hundred feet or less to my camp shelter..
Huh. This doesn't look so good..
I wake up and it's not so good at all. Traipsing back and forth between my shelter and my bike in the rain and through the mud is treacherous. It's slick and sticks to the bottoms of my sandals just like the clay mud we've got in Indiana.
I persevere, get the bike packed and beat feet to Hanksville for a hot breakfast..