Cattle On The Kolob

Cattle On The Kolob

It was mid summer when a group of friends invited Miri and the kids to spend the night on the Kolob mountain south of Cedar City, Utah. There are signs that direct you to the Kolob off Interstate 15. It seemed like we drove for miles up the canyon roads before we got to the lake and the grasslands that were home to a small band of cattle. What a  pretty place it was with the lake and the sandy shore.

We put our sleeping bags in the back of the truck and built a small campfire in a pit that had been built for that purpose. The altitude was pretty high and the evening cooled down fast. But the real fun came when we roasted marshmallows over that fire pit. My friend, Mary, had made potato salad and I had brought the hotdogs, buns and stuff.

We could hear rustlings in the bushes but we gave it little thought. Time came for us to snuggle down for the night. And what a night it turned out to be. The gentle rustlings turned out to be quite a large family of skunks who chased each other all night long around the grassy field. They shrieked, grunted and made the most high pitched squeals as they played! The air was full of their scent and we all tried to stay under our covers!

By morning they were all worn out and went back to their homes, wherever that was. The boys had cereal and bananas and went for a frigid swim in the lake. The cattle came down for their morning drink and the aspens rustled in the clean fresh air. I painted while everyone played.

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