We decided our hosts were entirely too hospitable, so we ought to stay another night, right? And so we did. There were some things left undone. Like the airplane museum. And more visiting.
It started to rain as we left, but that didn’t mar our adventuresome spirits. Rick drove the scenic way around to Hill AFB Museum, which is where Rick’s retirement party was held 10 years ago. He is a retired Colonel, so he was able to give us a quick drive through the base before going to the museum.
The bottom photo shows the plane President Lyndon B. Johnson used. Dick remembered seeing VP Agnew flying in it and landing at the Coast Guard Air Station in Opa-locka, where he was stationed. We have more photos!
Being hungry, we headed to the oldest saloon in Utah for a mighty tasty burger, with all kinds of stuffed animal heads staring down at us, under a ceiling plastered with dollar bills. An interesting place that could tell lots of tales…all true, of course.
We treated the cooks to a nice dinner just down the road in thanks for their wonderful hospitality (and great steaks the night before!), then they taught us how to play bocce ball. Neither of us had ever played before, despite it being available in our FL park during the winter months. It is a FUN game, and we all had a great time and a lot of laughs. We will definitely have to play this again.
So this morning, it is time to say goodbye to Eden and our friends. We hope it isn’t another two years before we see them again. Y’all come to the GA Alps and see us!
Colorado is next on our trek home.
Miles and smiles, y’all!