May Post #26: High Country
We just got home from a few days in Colorado's high country. It felt good to get away for a few days in a safe way that easily conformed to social distancing and Colorado's Safer at Home guidelines.
We camped at 9,200 feet in the San Isabel National Forest. All federal campgrounds are still closed, but we found a private campground that was wonderful. The aspen trees were just leafing out and have the most beautiful green color. There's something about a grove of aspen trees that is good for the soul.
The weather could definitely have been better. It was chilly and damp, but we did manage to get one hike in before the rain, graupel and snow arrived.
We hiked all the way around San Isabel Lake. It's a small lake so it was only about 3 miles. In the above photo Maisy is jumping across a water obstacle that she described as a roaring river.
When we arrived on Saturday evening the campground was packed. Irv did an amazing job backing our breast into our site with the help of the camp host. He had to back it from a very narrow road, make a 90 degree turn and get it into the site all on an incline. Four wheel drive was needed and there were still lots of spinning wheels. It's funny in a campground...all the men come out to watch and/or offer their two cents worth. I was grateful I just got to stand by and make sure he didn't hit any vehicles or trees.
On Monday morning almost every other rig in the campground loaded up and left. During our stay everyone seemed to be practicing social distancing and only hung out with the groups they arrived with. All the public amenities were closed...restrooms, rec room, office, etc. Only fully self-contained trailers were permitted (no tents) and all reservations had to be done online to minimize contact with camp staff.
Only six rigs were left in the entire campground by Monday afternoon. This morning at least five of those were packing up to leave. It was nice having the place almost to ourselves, but I feel bad for the owners. Colorado campgrounds are usually packed in the summer so to see one nearly empty brings home the impact of the virus.
Stay tuned...more to come tomorrow.






Comments
I sympathize with Irv. In Conroe, I backed my boat into my garage from the street, 90 degree angle uphill, lots of clutch smell.