Logan Canyon

I had to return the Penske truck today. Glad to be done with it, however it was great for the move. The drop off place was in Hyde Park, Utah. Conveniently, this is just north of Logan Canyon, through which highway 89 follows the Logan river as it makes its descent from the mountains.


The entrance to the canyon was really scenic, and it got better as I drove further in.

The Logan River is pretty small - makes the Black Mo seem roomy, and it had some nice looking drops as it tumbles down the valley. Obviously, it didn't have much water as I drove through...



This cave flows part of the Logan river, and was once thought to be a spring until everyone who drank from it got sick (Giardia is common in all open water in the west).


The highway climbed away from the creek, and into a lot of snow. The snowmobiles are still all over the place.

The long climb ended, and the highway dropped quickly to Bear Lake, still in Utah.


I found a "world famous" Raspberry milkshake shack by the lake. So I absorbed some world famous Utah culture.

I drove over the mountains to get back to the right valley, sort of, and found myself to be near the Oneida Powerhouse that holds back the Bear River, and is open for recreation.


So I drove up a rocky dirt road to check it out. The powerplant does pulse this section daily, so the flow can change fast, but it was a really mellow class I, maybe II here and there run with deep canyon walls and neat rock formations.


I passed a lot of fishermen in F-150s and Silverados, trying not to make eye contact unless they waved, especially me being in my "Sweedish Safety Sedan" looking like an outsider. When I got home, I took off the hubcaps as a way of saying I'm not so fancy, really.


Since I made this trip a lot longer than it had to be, I was treated to a nice sunset, which lit up the snowy mountains across lots of potato fields.

Then, the rest of my trip home was potato fields and phone poles until the Portneuf Gap into Pocatello.