Green River, Utah
After awakening in the beautiful, but very cold, mountains along the Guenella highway, we headed west on I-70. The temperature soon rose from 45-degrees to into the 90s. The drive along I-70 is so scenic and an engineering miracle.
We have a lot of miles to cover, so it was a relief to pull into the Green River State Park in, you guessed it, Green River. The park is little more than a campground and a golf course. No one was golfing, probably because the temperature was 100-degrees. The campground is pleasant with widely spaced sites and lots of cottonwoods and Russian olives for shade.
There are no trails in the park — not even allowed to hike the cart path in the golf course — but the park manager suggested a walk a mile or so away – Monument Hill. The hill is home to two large concrete sculptures. “The Golden Mean” is an arrangement representing a Fibonacci series. “Elements” pays tribute to Earth, wind, water, and fire. The sculptures were commissioned by a math teacher from Washington who visited this area often by train and thought to add some culture to the scenery. Walking to the hill and up and around it was a pleasant although hot walk.
We also discovered that this area is known for its melons. Our cantaloupe was outstanding. We even went back to the stand for a second one.