Snowville

While the Springville/Provo KOA sits in the valley, the mountains all around are snow covered. I took this picture just as we were getting ready to leave this morning. The slides are in and the antenna is about halfway down.

 

 
Looking in the other direction, you can see even more snow. At least, it didn't freeze last night.

We didn't have an excessively long journey today - only a little over one hundred and fifty miles. Close to the Idaho border is the tiny town of Snowville and the Lottie-Dell RV Campground on the outskirts. We've try to make this place one of our stops every year as we go back and forth.

It's an interesting place. Payment is strictly on the honor system. You go into the office, fill out the registration slip, put it and your money ($25.50 for Escapees members) in an envelope and drop it into a slot in the wall. Today when we drove up, we were met by Delbert, the owner, who had been oiling the fence around the office. We've chatted with him maybe 2 or 3 times out of the half dozen times we've stopped. The park is named after his late wife.

It's a pretty basic setup with lines of sites between strips of grass, thirty amp electric, water and sewer. There is a large mown grass field in front of the sites that is marked off as a golf driving range. A free bucket of balls comes with each registration.

When we first stopped here many years ago, there was quite a display of antique farm equipment, especially tractors around the perimeter. Delbert tells the sad story of an unscrupulous auctioneer who not only did not auction the campground as he had contracted, but also absconded with proceeds from the sale of the antiques.