Brigham City to Snowville

For me it was a beautiful day as I spent the day fulfilling my duties as a Trip Leader driving the van. The main highlights arrived once we got into Snowville; a small town of a few people. They had two cafes, a Flying J Trucker Stop and a Mormon Church. The first place I hit up after filling the van up with gas was the Mollies Café for some fine pie.

Boysenberry, a fruit that I had yet to experience, was one of the available pie slices on the menu. It was some of the best pie that I had ever experienced and the café was a fun place to be. We talked to some locals from the area of what Snowville had to offer (which was not much) and talked to people passing by the area along the Interstate. Some great stories were shared and thanks again to Mollie’s Café for donating pie to the group.

We were sleeping under a pavilion with a snack shack that reminded me of the concession stands from high school football. It was in a park that offered a great field for pick up football and Slip-N-Slide. So we had a little party in the park for the afternoon with the heat blaring on us. It was an awesome time!

The evening activity was the local amateur rodeo that was an annual event for the area. On the way up there, we stopped at the reservoir to go swimming for a little while. It was amazing how many intoxicated people were at the beach and how many boats could fit in this small reservoir not even ½ mile long. The crowd at the rodeo was even more interesting, as we felt like true outsiders.

The highlight of the night came with being called Hippies by a group of four in the back of a pickup truck. I was certainly not in Boulder Colorado anymore as we were looked at funny. The people though were nice in the majority as they told us more about the event and its rich tradition. After a great rodeo, I enjoyed a beautiful sleep under the stars!