Last Sunday we crossed the Continental Divide at the Eisenhower Tunnel. It rained and snowed, making a mess out of the coach. A rig wash costs $100. On Tuesday, Judy soaked in the hot springs, bought some stuff, and had a massage. $100. Wednesday, Judy washed the rig while I was at work. Life on the road.
Kremmling
No trip report to write from here. Nothing going on. The job went well. Enjoyed the commute back and forth to Hot Sulphur Springs. We wandered through some good pinon/juniper habitat. Nice birds. Prairie falcon, mountain bluebird, lark sparrow, brown creeper, No juniper titmouse though. We wandered through some good sage habitat. Sage thrasher, brewer’s sparrow, horned lark. Heard a sage sparrow, but never saw it. Nothing happened. Nothing to tell.
Birds
Here is another marsh bird you don’t see often. Sora.
Birds
Okay then. Black bellied whistling ducks in the mist…
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.