Thursday, September 12,
2013
Prospector Campground
A sunny morning – finally!
After days of cloudy
weather the sun has finally come out. With
our last camp neighbor gone this morning, we’re alone in the campground except
for the hosts, Mike and Joy. We settle
into our lounge chairs to soak up some much-desired sunshine.
Then, the call comes in from a friend in Denver.
The Front Range has been
deluged with rain with some areas north of Denver being pounded with more than
10” throughout the night. There’s major
flooding in many areas and there’s no sign of the rain letting up.
We check on family and
friends along the Front Range – all is well.
We listen to the radio and check the internet to keep updated on the
situation. People are being evacuated
from the very towns and canyons we enjoyed a few short weeks ago.
Our “home” for over a
month, Poudre Canyon, is closed. Estes
Park is closed off except for Trail Ridge Road.
Boulder, Lyons, Jamestown, and many more towns are in danger with
serious flooding. We can only hope and
pray for the safety of all those caught within the reach of Mother Nature.
Invasion of the church men – and Bible study.
We take a walk around the
campground during the afternoon and realize we have new neighbors. We come upon this sight.
A fully assembled tent – about 6 feet up in
a tree! Now that’s interesting. Where’s the ladder? And once you get in it, how do you stay in
it?
A gentleman appears from
the woods, extends his hand and introduces himself as John. He’s with three other men from Lawrence,
Kansas. They are the advance team sent out
to scout out and stake claim to some campsites for 30 men from their church. Sounds a little like the Old Testament story
of Moses sending his spies out into the wilderness to scout out the safest path
for the masses to follow. Yes, Moses
(the assistant pastor) will follow in a day or two when the coast is clear.
The group had planned on
camping near Rocky Mountain National Park but was rained out last night. Ten inches of rain through the night sent
them packing this morning seeking higher, safer ground.
They’re busy trying to dry
out all the tents, sleeping bags, clothes, and supplies before they rest of the
men show up later today.
Then … it starts raining
again. We consider asking them if
they’re going to start building an ark, but think better of it. They’ve got their hands full as it is.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Prospector Campground
More, more, more – and more.
We wake to an overcast
morning – clearing to sunshine very quickly.
More church men arrive.
More church men find their
way to the new camp today. They are all
in great spirits even though the weather is rainy. One gentleman brought along a “big boy toy”
that they are all have great fun with.
More Bible stories – “Walking on water”.
We take a trip to Frisco
via Swan Mountain Road. I look out over
Lake Dillon as we drive towards Frisco.
It appears that a man is walking on water!
Upon closer inspection,
it’s a man on a paddle board. Whew! For a minute I thought Jesus had
returned.
More thought-provoking sights.
“I’m
a freak: Born to rock, treehugging, mullet tossin’, bluegrass junkie. Get on the bus!”
As we wander around
Frisco’s lovely main street we notice this truck camper in a parking lot. Need I say more? Some folks really like to tell the world who
they really are. If you enlarge this picture you really get a sense of what a deep-thinking individual owns this vehicle.
More clouds, more rain.
After a drizzly afternoon
in Frisco we drive back to our campground.
Jack is intent on starting a fire for the evening. More clouds build.
More rain drives us inside
and the fire is smothered out by the rain.
More beautiful skies.
With the rain comes the
opportunity for another gorgeous sunset.
The skies begin to clear – again.
And another lovely sunset follows.
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Prospector Campground
A hike to Windy Point.
We wake to cloudy skies
again. When will this rainy weather ever
stop?
It begins to clear a little
so we decide to take a hike before the rain has a chance to dump on us.
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| Jack takes the lead. |
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| We take a break to watch the sailboats in the distance. |
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| Jack blazing the trail. |
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| A perfect day for sailing. |
Back to camp and here comes
the rain again.
Monday, September 16, 2013
Prospector Campground
It’s time to stop complaining about the rain.
How can you complain about
the rain when the sunsets that follow are so magnificent? Check out the progression of this sunset.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Prospector Campground
Breckenridge to Boreas
Pass.
Our trek today takes us
down Highway 9, through Breckenridge and up Boreas Pass to the summit. The Aspens are just starting to change from
green to bright, golden yellow.
A little history lesson.
The Boreas Pass road is the
abandoned railway bed of the narrow-gauge railroad between Como and Leadville
used between 1884 and 1937. In 1952 the
US Army Corps of Engineers turned it into a road for automobiles.
Our first stop is Bakers
Tank.
We top off our day at the
Continental Divide.
And then meander back down
the way we came.
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| We meet a bicyclist on his way UP the mountain. |
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| Breckenridge ski slopes. |
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| A "wild camper" with his tent perched on the cliff overlooking the valley. |
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| A bit of a tight squeeze. |
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| Overlooking Breckenridge Valley. |
Another beautiful day in
Colorado comes to a close on the ridge overlooking Lake Dillon with Frisco in the background. How lucky
are we?
Monday, September 23, 2013
Prospector Campground
IT’S SNOWING!!!
It rained and blew like a
gale all night long. The pitter patter
of rain on the roof stops this morning.
Wonderful – the rain is over.
But, it starts snowing. Just
little spits of snow, but it’s snow nonetheless. Our first snow in the motorhome. Just exactly what we were trying to avoid.
The clouds lift over the
mountains.
We need to take a drive to Denver
this morning. It’s a snowy day as we
head up to the Eisenhower Tunnel.
Not far beyond the east
side of the tunnel we hit sunshine again.
No hint of snow except the beautiful snow-capped Rocky Mountains behind
us.
Today the sun sets with the
first white-capped mountains of the season.
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Prospector Campground
The clouds are gone so we
get our first good look at the snow-capped mountains.
September 29, 2013
Saying “goodbye” to
Prospector Campground.
This morning we leave Prospector
Campground – it’s closing for the season.
This is our last view before leaving this area. I’ll never forget the multitude of beautiful
sunsets we experienced here.
Our new view. It doesn’t quite stack up to Prospector.
We checked out Heaton Bay
Campground a few days ago. It’s just
outside of Frisco a few short miles away from Prospector. It’ll meet our needs for the next few nights before
heading westward toward Grand Junction.
September 30, 2013
Unexpected ice sculptures
mean someone could lose their job.
Someone forgot to turn off
the underground sprinkler system at this newly planted public area along a road
in Silverthorne. Depending upon who
screwed up, left the sprinkler turned on, and subsequently broke the pipes –
he/she may be looking for a new job today.
But, for the rest of us it makes for some very pretty pictures.
The month comes to a close
as we view our last September evening sky.
There’s no dramatic sunset
from this side of Lake Dillon, but it’s still lovely.
When you hear from me next
time, we’ll be heading westward on our way to Utah with a stop in the Grand
Junction area. We want to visit Grand
Mesa and Colorado National Monument before leaving Colorado. Until then – be safe.
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