City Hall, Beaver, Utah - perfect small town America.
That was to be our last day of the trip. The next morning we were to embark on the flight to Boston. On our way back to Salt Lake City we stopped for the night at a small hotel in the town of Beaver.
Elk Meadows in the Filshlake National Forest.
Beaver turned out to be an excellent small town. One main street, clean rich houses, nice XIXth century old red brick city hall, a golf and a football fields, nice people, old fashioned restaurants. All put in the shade of the Fishlake National Forest. That was the most perfect "small town America" we have ever encountered.
Wild animal warning.
In the evening we drove up the mountains to the Puffer Lake. The lake was nothing special but the road up and down the hill was scenic. We passed the Elk Meadows ski area, meet some wind animals wandering by the street and later got back home.
City Hall, Beaver, Utah - perfect small town America. 
Elk Meadows in the Filshlake National Forest. 
Wild animal warning. 
A small, by the road hotel we stayed. 
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