It is well documented in my book (Unraveling the Mysteries of Moving to Costa Rica) that I had decided I’d seen enough change of seasons, that I wasn’t missing it at all in Costa Rica. And that was absolutely true when I wrote it.
BUT, a couple more years have passed since then and, in fact, I did miss it, although certainly that alone wouldn’t have been reason enough to come back.
So, here we are, back in the land of four-true-seasons, so a couple of days ago, we set out with Chris and Louise to see ourselves some leaves!
And, indeed, we did exactly that. Some gorgeous leaves, to be more precise. We dropped Mom at the Day Center around 9 (a little earlier than usual) and consolidated ourselves into Chris and Louise’s Durango. We headed out the highway, briefly, before turning off onto roads less traveled.
With much ooh-ing and ahhh-ing, we wound our way up to Midway, in the
Heber Valley up beyond the well-known ski area of Park City. (You can get to Park City — or Midway, for that matter — by a much more direct highway route, but we weren’t after speed and efficiency, we were after LEAVES!)
Midway was the site of Swiss Days, where I’d gone a few weeks ago with Jen, Kate, and Megan, and we’d planned on going back there with Chris and Louise one of these days just to poke around, sans festival. So we found a great antique shop — quite large with some very handsome pieces — and all amused ourselves wandering around a bit, feeling like tourists.
We then asked for directions to the key place that *I* wanted to go, a nearby dairy that sold raw milk and artisan cheeses. As it turned out, the antique shop owner knew exactly the place, and the landmark in the directions (turn left at Tarahumara) turned out to also be her recommendation for lunch. (“The best Mexican food, it’s the BOMB!” she said.)
So, two half-gallons of raw milk, several chunks of yummy cheese, an absolutely delicious lunch with the most spectacular salsa bar I’ve ever seen, followed by a stop at their bakery for (of all things) amazing Tiramisu and chocolate eclairs (go figure) to go… and we were back on the road in search of more leaves.
We headed back around through the Uintas National Forest (adjacent to our own Wasatch National Forest), past the Timpanogos Cave National Monument, along about 15 miles of narrow, very twisty-turn-y, but beautifully paved road, past more spectacular fall leaves.
I’m sure that there will be cold, blustery days in the winter(s) to come when we’ll remember Costa Rica’s “year ’round spring” with longing, but for now, it was wonderful to again see the splendor of the changing leaves.
And along with fall leaves comes fall apple picking, and we spent the day canning apples! So stay tuned for a new post soon with our excellent adventures in the kitchen!
And now that we folks in the U.S. and Canada are *officially* into fall, Happy Fall everyone!