Part of the route was a two lane that ran flat and straight for 30 miles...no curves and 2 ranch houses...lonely, wide open country.
Then, there is a thrill generated from seeing changes in the topology.
In our case, excitement built quickly as we headed towards the Rockies...it started with the first few hills seen far, far away on the distant horizon.
Then the hills grew larger and more frequent with entire chapters from Louis L'Amour novels being displayed in living color right in front of our eyes.
Right over there is that grove of Cotton Woods next to an unnamed creek where Tell stopped to water his horse and eat a bite of jerky...I can smell the cattle drive dust...and remember to always be on the lookout, prepared for rustlers or herd cutters.
We passed a hundred mesas crying out to be painted, each with a unique story and an amazing history to tell if they could talk.
Every one of them begging to be climbed, simply to view the beautiful countryside...and maybe to check your back trail.
And while our trail is shown by the GPS, wagon tracks and the dry cow skulls along the way, the final destination is uncertain...
One of the things we are still learning is selecting a place to stay at night which is better than a free interstate truck stop, yet more affordable than high dollar RV Re$ort$.
With the internet, 3 different RV club memberships and lots of RV blogs, there is lots of "noise" to filter through on hundreds and hundreds of RV campgrounds...the magic is deciphering the truth out from the printed descriptions.
And we are batting about .750! We've had some wonderful sites, some OK sites...and a couple we'll NEVER go back to!
We've learned to try and pick a prime location, and then have a Plan B. That works - mostly...although we've still managed to generate a couple of war stories...but they are for telling another day.
Our target was Colorado Springs right at the foot of the Rockies since it is still relatively flat with a plan to leave the Fox there for a few days as we went further into the Rockies to ski with Shaun, Melissa and Arden.
And Colorado Springs is much like Denver, averaging 300 days of sunshine and relatively moderate temperatures, so we figured it would be an OK location with respect to weather, for leaving the Fox unattended.
Our first pick campground, "Foot of the Rockies" was wonderful for our purpose. It's a smaller park, tiered on the side of a hill, mostly flat sites, with the long-termers being mostly DOD workers, so safe and friendly...and we lucked out with getting one of the best spots right at the top overlooking Colorado Springs.
The nighttime view of the city, while sitting side by side in our easy chairs looking out the Fox's big back window...
And the next morning while drinking a pot of black, looking out that same window...(have I mentioned how much I love son rises...I mean sunrises?)
We had 2 days in Colorado Springs before locking up the Fox and heading to Copper Mountain, so we used it to catch up from the past several days of traveling.
And of course, Judy used it for...
She's incorrigible...(and since I took her there, maybe I'm an enabler??!)
Let the adventure continue...
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