In our four days here so far we’ve hiked a small part of the Colorado trail, walked the roads on the BLM land, socialized with the gang staying at Salida East by the Arkansas River, wandered around cute downtown Salida, ate at Amicas twice, said goodbye to Chuck and Carla, did laundry, and picked up a couple things we had sent to the post office. We have a few more things coming in the mail, and the weather is pleasant, only dipping into the 40s at night and 70s during the day, so we may hang out here a while.
No hint of fall yet on the aspens here.
Mount Shavavo, another of Colorado’s fourteeners.
And a different view of it from our neighborhood.
Nancy acquired a new family member since we saw her last, sweet little Boston Terrier Dolly.
And anyone who’s met Randy or follows his blog knows that he writes poetry, and we were honored (I think) that he whipped up a verse about us. Here it is:
ODE TO JIM AND GAYLE
Jim and Gayle ride the gypsy trail
and are famous for their leisurely ways.
The name of their Rig is the name of their gig:
Both are called Lazy Daze.
A self schooled couple, smart and supple
who've earned their nomadic diploma
for their fine-tuned talents of finding the balance
midway between frenzy and coma.
What terrific luck to get moonstruck
with a lovely mobile fox
Who's quite proud to live out loud
in a rolling thirty foot box.
Randy the poets blog:
That’s about it for now, except for a couple of sunrise and sunset shots from our camp.
Today we are heading up to the Continental Divide for another high altitude hike.