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Hot sulphur springs

A different kind of high country here. We’re not in the jagged spectacular Creede kind of high country. We’re in the high mountain valley with the Colorado River flowing through it kind of high country. Seven thousand feet, rolling hills, ranchland, river bottom, the jagged snow covered peaks are way off in the distance. Hot Sulphur Springs is a small mountain town, but not a dirt road main street town. Main Street is paved and has a center stripe. Some of the side streets are even paved. Highway 40 passes right through on its way from Granby to Kremmling. You could guess by the name of the town, that there might be some hot springs here as well, and you’d be right. A nice resort that has been here since the 1800s. Twenty-three pools and tubs, rooms, patios, grass, picnic benches, and lots of stairs connecting everything, all alongside the river.
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Kremmling

It was a good trip. We had our anniversary on the beach with dinner at Virginia’s on the wharf at sunset. We saw lots of birds, listed more than a hundred, with five of them new for us: Stilt Sandpiper, Canada Warbler, Baltimore Oriole, Mississippi Kite, and Yellow Bellied Flycatcher. It was our best tern trip ever. We saw Royal, Caspian, Gull Billed, Sandwich, Common, Forster’s, Black, and Least. We headed north. We drove from Port Aransas to Big Spring, in Central Texas. Saw more Mississippi Kites. Drove from Big Spring to Raton in Northern New Mexico. Saw horned larks in the Texas Panhandle. Drove from Raton to Longmont, Colorado, and set up at the Boulder County Fairgrounds. Spent the afternoon with Becky, Brian and family in Erie. Watched Annie and Rags run, jump, and play together in the back yard. Annie fetches the ball, Rags ambushes her on the way back just like always. Left Longmont Sunday morning and looped around to Littleton to visit with Matt, Kari, and Alex. Got to spend quite a while in the motorhome with Alex, deciding which buttons were okay to push and discovering what each one did. I think Matt and Kari need to get Alex a motorhome to play with now. Tonight we’re set up in Kremmling, Colorado, the closest campground to the new job in Hot Sulphur Springs, seventeen miles away. Let the commute begin. It was a good trip. Life is a trip.