We were happy to roll into Park City, UT where we had a spacious condo for four nights. Park City is a large ski town with many urban conveniences (like a Whole Foods and Lululemon). It was also much greener and more humid (relatively) than we expected.
Jim had conference calls for most of the first day, so I took the kids swimming all morning. At the pool, we met a local woman named Lois Covington who was 87 years old. She became a flight attendant for United at age 54 and lived all over the world, including London, Paris, Hong Kong, and Sydney (her second late husband was a British Aussie.). She now lives in Park City to be near family, but she said she would live in Sydney again in a second. Later that day, we did school during James’ nap time, and I went to the grocery store to pick up supplies for the rest of our stay.
The morning of our second day was spent walking around the Deer Valley Ponds. We saw many birds, including Canadian geese, mallards, and red-winged blackbirds. We found a small beach where the kids could dig in the “sand” and get a little wet. Here we also met Lindsay and her infant son Cole. They (along with Lindsay’s husband who was home working for his start-up company) are also on an extended road trip to have some freedom during the coronavirus shutdowns. They were from Santa Monica, which, in addition to stay-at-home orders, also saw some of the worst rioting and looting as a result of the recent George Floyd protests. It was refreshing to meet someone else of like-mind.
On Friday, our last full day in Park City, we left our condo right after breakfast to go on the Bloods Lake hike. It was a 2.8 miles there-and-back hike, and I told James we would get ice cream at the end if he didn’t complain. The hike included aspen forest, wildflower meadows with sweeping vistas of distant mountains, and, of course, Bloods Lake.
We ventured to the far side of the lake where another family was jumping off a rope swing into the cold water. We enjoyed watching while the children waded around and snacked. A second family also showed up to try the rope swing and the mother was the only one too nervous to try it. She kept asking me for advice (for some reason), so I told her I would go if she would too. She agreed, and we both ended up wet and happy.
On the way back, I recited some of our favorite stories, like The Little Engine Who Could and Runaway Bunny, to keep James happy. He did great. Back in the parking lot, Jim did a quick drone flight and we headed to McDonalds for a celebratory lunch and hot fudge sundaes. Apparently my children had never eaten at McDonalds before because when I handed Evelyn her cheeseburger, she said, “This doesn’t look like a cheeseburger; it looks like a pancake.” The sundaes were a hit at least!
We plan to spend the rest of the day napping, reading, and packing for our departure tomorrow morning. Next stop: Boise, ID.