Tom Kelly

1 week ago | parkrecord.com | Tom Kelly

Carole and I stared at our ginormous atomic burger from the counter stools at Pickle’s Place in Arco, Idaho, population 879. She wondered how we were going to eat it. I was more concerned if it was radioactive. Arco sits in the Snake River Plain an hour due west of Idaho Falls. One of its claims to fame was that in 1955 It became the first community in the world to be electrified through nuclear power. Today, the nearby EBR-1 reactor stands silent, decommissioned in 1964.

3 weeks ago | parkrecord.com | Tom Kelly

As the temperatures hit 90+ in the valley, the thought of a snowy mountain hike to a frozen lake was becoming more appealing. With winter just a memory and our ski slopes turning green with spring showers, it’s strange to think about the prospects of snow and ice in the Uintas. So I set out last weekend to explore one of my favorite trails off the Mirror Lake Highway to see if winter was still lingering. Driving out from Kamas, spring was in full swing.

1 month ago | parkrecord.com | Tom Kelly

A smile crossed my face last week when I read that the Guardsman gate was open. Now, for the next five months, Park City is easily connected to one of Mother Nature’s greatest wonders: Big Cottonwood Canyon. Crossing over Empire Pass, we gazed out over Bonanza Park, our eyes moving up to Clayton Peak and eyeing the saddle of Guardsman. It was a slow day at the pass, so we stopped for a few minutes, sharing water with a cyclist who had ridden up from Cottonwood Heights.

1 month ago | parkrecord.com | Tom Kelly

Entering the museum, my eyes were immediately drawn to a painting by Dale Minson of downtown Sandy in 1911. A horse-drawn water tank was calming dust on the dirt streets, while an electric trolley stopped at the intersection of Main and Center. Across the street, a steam engine on the Union Pacific line was hauling a load of ore to a nearby smelter, standing on the tracks in front of the Jensen & Kuhre Hardware Store.

2 months ago | parkrecord.com | Tom Kelly

It was a beautiful spring day last week as we wandered around Boston from Newbury Street to the Freedom Trail, exploring the origins of our great nation. Every street presented yet another new adventure, while around every corner was a Dunkin’ Donuts. Dunkin’ is a thing in Massachusetts, with over a thousand of them. Here in Utah, we have two.