On The Way To Visit Patrick and Alicia In Denver

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Found a great campsite for tonight. We are somewhere off of hwy 67 north of Woodland Park and south of Deckers.  I unhitched the Casita and drove off to explore father down the forest road. Lots of snow and ice but I could see that others had passed so was not too worried. Never the less, having four wheel drive was a comfort. Ended up at Williams Lake, a pretty large body of water that was frozen solid. I would not want to go onto the ice - not that solid!

Back to camp now and time to let Max out to explore, then feed him and myself. I may practice my ukulele a bit before turning in. It is only 5:53 Texas time. Much too early to hit the sack. I miss having internet big time.

The coordinates for this campsite are: N 39.34488 and W 105.27187.  I can always get back if I don't loose them!

Well just finished a delicious dinner of boiled frankfurter with mustard and a side of corn chips, followed by a dessert of dried apricot slices. Does it get any better than that? Actually it was very good, no matter how unappetizing it sounds.

Once I decided to avoid interstate 25, this trip has been interesting. I have seen some wonderful scenery in a part of Colorado that I have never visited before. One thing strikes me; Colorado is so dramatically beautiful, yet the man-made habitations look so cheap and out of place. The structures are simply add-on with little regard for the aesthetics of place. Not all of them of course, but enough that the occasional well sited structure really stands out.

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