I found one I could get closer to. 
But not too close!
But not too close! Life on the road
It’s not all wilderness and state parks. Sometimes the state parks are full on short notice. Sometimes the state parks near big cities, like Denver, have room during the week, but all the weekends have been reserved for months ahead of time. That’s where we are now on our unexpectedly extended trip; we’ve been able to make reservations for the next several weeks at St Vrain State Park, but we’re on our own for the weekends. This weekend we’re at Boulder County Fairgrounds. 
It’s not the wilderness, but we’re glad to have it as a backup spot!
It’s not the wilderness, but we’re glad to have it as a backup spot! I miss Al Franken
What a contradiction. He champions women’s causes, then goes on to behave badly with women; not criminally, but badly. What do politicians and public figures do when they get caught behaving badly? Some of them accept responsibility, apologize, and resign. Al Franken; funny as a comedy writer. Surprisingly serious as a senator. Always intelligent. A pleasing combination of wit and wisdom. I wonder if he can get rehabilitated; forgiven for his misbehavior, apology accepted, appreciated for his public service, and returned to public view.
I should get out more
I’ve hardly taken any bird pictures lately. We’ll make today’s subject the Osprey. 
And a resting inland gull 
Of the ring-billed persuasion.
And a resting inland gull Of the ring-billed persuasion. Another big deal for us
After almost two months, we’ve gotten the motorhome out of storage. 
And moved it to St Vrain State Park on a cool rainy day. 
Wow did that feel good. We’re not going to leave Colorado yet; we’ll still be bouncing around follow-up appointments with doctors for weeks yet; but being back in the bus is the closest we’ve been to “home” in quite a while. It *is* our home on the road. Baby steps and milestones. They all add up. Now that I’m clear of the heart surgery, the kidney stones, and the ureter stent, there is nothing holding me back. I feel good. I have energy. I have stamina. I’m strong. No more limits. This is day one of “I’m back!”
And moved it to St Vrain State Park on a cool rainy day. Wow did that feel good. We’re not going to leave Colorado yet; we’ll still be bouncing around follow-up appointments with doctors for weeks yet; but being back in the bus is the closest we’ve been to “home” in quite a while. It *is* our home on the road. Baby steps and milestones. They all add up. Now that I’m clear of the heart surgery, the kidney stones, and the ureter stent, there is nothing holding me back. I feel good. I have energy. I have stamina. I’m strong. No more limits. This is day one of “I’m back!”