We always enjoy our time in Moab, Utah, but there is a down side to this unique and beautiful place. It isn’t always easy to find a place to camp, even the RV Parks can fill quickly on weekends. In general, we usually opt for a little more elbow room than most RV Parks offer and look for state parks, national forest campgrounds, or BLM land for boondocking…. all of which can present a challenge around Moab. This is a popular place and outside of RV Parks the BLM campgrounds can be difficult to find an open spot, especially for larger RV’s.
Ken’s Lake is usually our go-to campground in Moab, but our friends, Mike and Linda, snagged a boondock spot on some state land twelve miles out-of-town and were saving room for us. We camped there last year as well and it’s all about luck finding room to park.
And even when you do find a spot, you can expect to have lots of company on the weekends, whether you want it or not. This area is super popular with the OHV (off-highway vehicle) crowd. Last year we had a couple of tear-drop trailers join us and this year it was a bunch of tenters.
There’s no boondocking etiquette around here. If there’s open ground, it’s game.
The Friday night of Mother’s Day weekend brought plenty of rain. And with rain comes mud. Lot’s of mud. Thank goodness there were no plans to move our RV’s because I’m not sure how far down the
dirt mud road we could’ve gone. That mud gets slick and you sink easily.
The rain didn’t seem to deter anyone’s travel plans and there was a steady stream of traffic of folks looking for a place to camp. As the sun set, we were quickly surrounded by tents (well, that might be a slight exaggeration – at least 3 that we noticed in the dark). All but one, broke camp the next morning.
The rains on that Friday kept the four of us housebound and it was an entertaining feat just to walk from one RV to the other. Once wet, the red dirt quickly turns to slick, thick mud.
And when it dries, it turns to a concrete like substance. Ever wonder how those ancient Pueblo ruins have survived so long? Well, it’s pretty obvious to me – red Moab mud.
So as much as I love the open views and free campsite, it comes with a dirty price. Once things dry out, it’s the dust devils you have to watch out for.
When the weather cleared, we took full advantage and enjoyed life around camp. A campfire was built, drinks poured, and homemade treats were served.
Since the weather was so nice, we had our RV windows open and Mike and Linda had their door open as well. While sitting around the campfire, that’s when it happened…. before we could process what was going on, it was over.
They had a thick layer of dirt covering the front half of their RV interior. I think they’re still working on removing all that Moab red.
As much as we love our boondocking and admiring the views, it’s not perfect. And although we didn’t have a dust devil enter our RV, we too continue to clean and find the fine red dirt in the strangest places. But hey, with a camp like this, it’s worth a little dirt…. or in Mike and Linda’s case, a lot of dirt!
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