An early start from Las Vegas, NM. A nice lunch in Albuquerque with Shannon and Jela (our New Mexico auditors). A drive to Gallup. 2014 summer/fall trip map We’re still in New Mexico, but just barely. Tomorrow…. Arizona.
Our last night at St Vrain State Park
Before and after. When we arrived at the beginning of September.
This morning before we left.
A 370 mile day. Not an uneventful day, but here we are at the Las Vegas, NM KOA for the night, right where we meant to be.
2014 summer/fall trip map Outside of town; and there is not that much to the town of Las Vegas, NM anyway. Pinon juniper forest. We’ve stayed here many times. Haven’t been here for several years though. They remembered us and made us dinner in their café. Green chili philly cheesesteaks. Warm day. Cool evening. The humidity is a little low. 17%.
This morning before we left. A 370 mile day. Not an uneventful day, but here we are at the Las Vegas, NM KOA for the night, right where we meant to be. 2014 summer/fall trip map Outside of town; and there is not that much to the town of Las Vegas, NM anyway. Pinon juniper forest. We’ve stayed here many times. Haven’t been here for several years though. They remembered us and made us dinner in their café. Green chili philly cheesesteaks. Warm day. Cool evening. The humidity is a little low. 17%. An acoustic chair
Carved out of rock. Along a trail in Longmont. Facing the stream.
Sit in it and lean back.
It concentrates the sounds and the solitude.
Sit in it and lean back. It concentrates the sounds and the solitude. Lunch with John B. and Kip
Lunch with John B. and KipJohnny and I were kids together in Southern California. We skim-boarded on the beach. We walked and talked late into the night. We played folk guitars and sang. We joined the Army together. We went our separate ways, running in to each other from time-to-time. Judy and I moved to Colorado and made candles.
Johnny moved to Colorado and played in an electric folk country rock band; Slumgullion.
Johnny became the Red Baron.
I became an accountant.
All these years. All our separate adventures. We’re still great friends and make it a point to see each other every year now.
Johnny moved to Colorado and played in an electric folk country rock band; Slumgullion. Johnny became the Red Baron. I became an accountant. All these years. All our separate adventures. We’re still great friends and make it a point to see each other every year now. We relocated
2014 summer/fall trip map …to Boulder County Fairgrounds. There is a funny thing about campgrounds near big cities (like Denver). They clear out on Friday mornings. It’s a pattern we recognize for any state parks near big cities. It’s not that people are tired of being at State parks on Fridays; it’s about how the reservation system works. A certain amount of time in advance, commonly six months, reservations open up. Local people who can plan out their summers ahead of time reserve the weekends. The weekends sell out fast. All the rest of the week is wide open for long distance travelers like Judy and me that don’t want to plan that specifically that far in advance. We have to plan way ahead of time and get our reservations in, or stay here during the week and find other accommodations on the weekends. So many of the big rigs and fifth-wheels pull out on Fridays and a whole bunch of tents, bumper-pulls, and tent trailers set up for Friday and Saturday, leaving Sunday. We had reservations well ahead of time for the month of September. Extending our stay into October, we didn’t have advance reservations for the weekend. We’re glad the fairgrounds are here. We got the last hookup spot. Today’s birds: Wilson’s Snipe and Bufflehead duck. Today’s bugs: Praying Mantis and Leaf Bug. 
