City of Rocks
After a wonderful stay at Craters of the Moon, I detoured south to City of Rocks. ‘Detouring’ is the only way to get to City of Rocks. It is not just out of the way from Craters of the Moon, it is out of every way from everywhere. Still, there were so many hordes of people there that I had to spend two nights in an already-reserved campsite because every one of the 65 campsites in the park had a ‘reserved’ sticker on it. I know. I looked at all of them. I found one that was ‘reserved’ for 9/16 and stayed in it on 9/13-9/14. City of Rocks is a rock-climber’s paradise. Since I can barely walk across a level parking lot without falling over, I don’t do a lot of rock-climbing. My version of rock-climbing is climbing back onto my feet after doing a face-plant into a pile of rocks because I tried to walk over them and lost my balance. However, the massive piles of granite that rock-climbers enjoy scaling are very scenic, as you can see below.
Here’s me camping at CoR. This is my new swing-away trike rack, which is pretty slick, thank you North Idaho Welding and Supply.
There were some rock-climbers on this ‘boulder’ later in the day. It is so big the climbers were almost invisible.
This gives you an idea of the scale of these rocks. That little building is a vault toilet near some campsites among the rocks.
The rocks are everywhere. It’s almost like…an actual CITY made entirely of ROCKS. Go figure.