We didn’t have a definite agenda when it was time to leave Provo. We paid for eleven nights and we would have to leave after 14 nights, so we watched the weather forecast and planned to travel east along I-80 on a good day. The big picture included Wyoming as our next state, but it didn’t matter when we got there. After we had such a fun daytrip to Park City, we decided to stop there for a week before we left the Beehive State.
We departed Lake Utah State Park on a Tuesday morning around 9:30. Mike drove us for about 30 minutes north along I-15 through the SLC Metro, then we took a loop around downtown and merged onto I-80 on the east side of town. Park City was just down the road about 15 miles, so it was a super easy trip. We were set up by noon, and went to dinner that night at a place called Sammy’s Bistro, which is also a Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives establishment.
The weather wasn’t great the week we were in Park City, but it didn’t interfere with our fun. We still managed to get downtown and enjoy the restaurants and bars during our visit. We also went to a concert at one of the historic theaters on Main Street, and that was a real hoot. Park City is a cute little town with lots to offer the outdoor enthusiast or the city slicker. There are all kinds of activities available to take in the natural surroundings, as well as tons of shops and galleries to stroll through in Old Town. I’m glad we decided to make a fourth stop in Utah!
Mike asked me to make ceviche with some frozen large mouth black bass he had caught in Sand Hollow Reservoir, back in Hurricane, Utah. I was skeptical, but it turned out great.
We had a couple of snow days while we were at Park City, but the temperature never dropped below freezing, so the roads were clear, just wet.
We had a bit of cabin fever after two solid days of grey snow rain, so we went downtown on a Friday afternoon to eat smoked wings and watch golf at Collie’s Sports Bar.
Park City is such a cute historic mining town. I love how the ski runs come straight into downtown!
We stayed at Park City RV Resort, which was neither a Resort nor in Park City. It was directly on I-80 at the Kimball Junction interchange. We were about 20 minutes from historic downtown Park City. Our spot, A3, was a little tight.
Park City Main Street with its springtime street banners flying on the light poles.
Inside St. Mary’s Catholic Church. It sits out on a meadow and the windows take in the glory of the mountain vista to the southwest.
The Altar at St. Mary’s Catholic Church in Park City. I went to mass on a Saturday evening and just happened to sit behind a couple from The Woodlands! I didn’t know them until we made introductions, but it was so much fun to talk to someone from “home”.
Two of our friends told us we had to try to the Shoshito Peppers at High West Distillery, so we happily followed instructions. We also ordered the Pork Wings and twice fried potatoes. Yummy Sunday dinner.
We had one night out on the town while we were in Park City, and we spent it at the historic Egyptian Theater seeing Booker T. Jones perform.
The stage inside the Egyptian Theater. Mr. Jones is best known as the front man for the band Booker T & the MG’s.
When I bought the tickets the for the show, the gentleman was quick to point out that there would be no dancing during the show. At least Park City isn’t like New Hampshire, where they won’t let you get away with it!
Who knew the organ could be so sexy and hip.
Booker T. Jones played lots of his own stuff, and also offered up tributes to Jimmy Hendrix, Otis Reading, Prince , The Beatles and other legends.
Post concert selfie at No Name Saloon.
Park City Main Street Sunset.
This antler chandelier caught Mike’s eye. His dad has a smaller version hanging over the dining room at this folk’s house, which W.D. made himself!
The dogs and I explored the trails of Jordanelle State Park while Mike caught our dinner.
We had Jordanelle State Park to ourselves on the day we visited.