Back in the cocoon

When we pulled out of Grand Junction, Colorado, it was another overcast day. I must say, the fickle, inclement weather was getting a little old. Let’s face it, excessive rain can easily put a cramp in any hiking and exploring plans. I am, however, grateful we were not caught in any floods or tornado’s and my heart goes out to those who haven’t been as lucky.

Basalt ColoradoSo looking on the bright side, we moved on to our next destination  making the most of whatever breaks we could get in this crazy weather.

Two hours east of Grand Junction was our first stop.  We stayed on private land about 15 miles south of the town of Glenwood Springs.  This was our third time staying here and it was the perfect venue to hide over the Memorial Day Weekend.  As much as I wanted to revisit the Maroon Bells, the weather had other plans.  Thus, Al and I stuck close to home with the occasional stroll up to the grocery store and back.  It was fun spending a few days living in a residential area.

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Not a bad view. Perfect place to spend the holiday weekend.

Once the holiday weekend was over, we hit the road for our next stop; Dillon, Colorado.  I’m never fond of driving Vail Pass and more times than not the weather is ugly.  This time was no different.  Around noon on May 26th we experienced a little rain, then a little sleet with a snow flake here and there for a touch of added drama.  Oh, and let’s not forget all the semi-truck traffic and occasional potholes as we summit at 10,662 feet in elevation (3,250m).  This stretch of Interstate 70 is a major east west route through the country and I’m always a bit of a white knuckle driver passenger along this stretch of interstate.Dillon Reservoir

With Vail Pass behind us, we safely navigated to our reserved campsite in the Heaton Bay Campground at the shores of Lake Dillon.  Talk about glorious views in all directions.  We spent some time here last year as well and love the area.camping near Breckenridge

One of the things I didn’t give much thought to when setting up our May schedule was  weather in the high country.  Last year we visited Dillon in June and it wasn’t quite as cold.  When we pulled out of Phoenix, Arizona, on May 7th our travels took us on a continuous slow uphill climb in elevation.  And that meant a temperature change….  a drastic temperature change.  Let’s see, where have we been during the month of May…..

  • Phoenix, Arizona              elevation 1,124 feet  (331m)   day temps 90+
  • Moab, Utah                      elevation 4,025 feet (1,227m)          60’s
  • Grand Junction, CO         elevation 4,593 feet (1,397m)          60’s
  • Glenwood Springs, CO    elevation 5,761 feet (1,756m)          60’s
  • Dillon/Breckenridge CO   elevation 9,115 plus feet (2,777m)   50’s

In early May, we were basking in temperatures in the 90’s (32c) with clear, blue sunny skies in Phoenix.  Even the night-time temps were in the upper 60’s.  I had the bed made with crisp cool cotton sheets topped with our medium to light weight comforter.  Every night we slept with the windows open….. aaahhhh!

And then we moved up to Moab where we were greeted with cool overcast skies and cold nights which required us to add our couch throw on top of the comforter for just a little extra added warmth for sleeping.

Onto Grand Junction where a steady stream of storms rolled through bringing with it rain and cold.  We occasionally woke up during the night due to the cold and would need to flip the furnace on.  Brrr….. and to think, we’d be venturing into even colder territory.  I know, what was I thinking?

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That’s us – middle right. Heaton Bay Campground on the Dillon Reservoir … only 20 minutes south of Breckenridge.

With the temperatures getting colder, it was time for me to bring back the “cocoon”.  By that I mean, I brought out the flannel sheets and the second comforter.  If you’ve never tried flannel sheets, I highly recommend giving them a try next winter.  The bed cocoon was ready for some great sleeping.  Keep in mind, when we’re dry camping we really don’t want the furnace running and zapping our batteries. Thus, we set the RV furnace down to about 50 degrees Fahrenheit at night.  We keep it on to assure our belly/pipes keep warm just in case temps unexpectedly drop below freezing.

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Frost on the picnic table.

Probably a good thing that we kept the furnace running as we did experience cold enough overnight temperatures that we woke up to a thick layer of frost covering the truck and picnic tables on more than one occasion.

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Toward the end of May, water is let out of the reservoir to allow for snow melt. Each morning we were there, the lake was rapidly receding. All part of water management.

During our stay in Dillon (the last week in May), high’s were in the 55° to 62° range with night-time temps dropping into the thirties.  Even though it was rather cold getting out of bed in the morning, while in bed we were snug as a bug and comfy in our cotton flannel cocoon and slept great.

Lake Dillon
the hiking and biking opportunities around the towns of Dillon, Breckenridge, Keystone and Frisco are endless. Gorgeous country that we find ourselves returning to each year.

Did you know, the average snowfall for the month of May in Dillon is 7.3 inches? (18.5cm)  And to think, Phoenix gets on average 7 inches of rainfall a year.  As beautiful as it is around Dillon and Breckenridge, I’m ready for those crisp cool sheets again.   I think we’ll save future visits to Dillon, Colorado, for the months of July and August.  So lower elevation here we come.  I can’t wait to see all the signs of summer!bumble beeFor those of you interested in camping info…. There are four campgrounds situated around Lake Dillon aka Dillon Reservoir and they are all part of the White River National Forest. Lowry Campground and Loop C in the Heaton Bay Campground offer electric. The rest is dry hiking near Breckenridgecamping only. Prospectors and Lowry Campgrounds are located near Keystone, while Peak One and Heaton Bay are located in Frisco.

Also note, the campgrounds are run by an independent concessionaire and camping fees are actually $21 a night instead of the $19 listed on the Forest Service website – half off with the senior pass. $2 more a night for holiday weekends (info as of May 30, 2015).   I’ll hold my tongue about these private entities and their free rein.

We chose to forgo an electric site because Loop C is near a highway and the Interstate and therefore a fair amount of traffic noise is heard. It’s also the busiest, meaning without a reservation, it’s tough to score an open site in Loop C.  Lowry campground is located high above the lake and is not as picturesque as the other campgrounds and therefore folks find it the least desirable.

Larger RV’s might find it challenging navigating around here (at all four campgrounds), not to say there aren’t sites large enough, it just takes some looking around and a little creative maneuvering.  We barely had enough room to park our truck on site E78.  Our 5th wheel is 31 feet long.

Heaton Bay has paved campsites while the others are gravel.  There are vault toilets and the occasional water spigot scattered throughout the campgrounds.  No showers and no dump station but the scenery is spectacular.  Shopping is close by, location is great, and the outdoor activities are endless.

Heaton Bay Campground
Heaton Bay Campground – Site E78

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From one beautiful spot to another!

After our week-long stay at Ridgway State Park, we begrudgingly packed up and moved onto our next destination.  We were working our way toward Denver to attend a wedding.  If it weren’t for the wedding, I’m not sure hubby would have gotten me to cross the continental divide.  I have become quite smitten with Colorado’s western slope.

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Ridgway State Park….Do we really have to say goodbye to this beautiful spot?
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And we say Hello to our new home in the White River National Forest near Dillon, Colorado

Since we weren’t in a big hurry to get to Denver, we decided to stop near Dillon, Colorado for a few days.  Lake Dillon and much of the land surrounding the lake (reservoir) are part of the White River National Forest.  Although we’ve been to Dillon many a time in the past, it was usually to take the kids snow skiing in the winter.  Thus, we were unfamiliar with the campgrounds in the area.

Dillon Reservoir Lake
Lake Dillon aka Dillon Reservoir

I just love the blogosphere.  Thanks to all the fellow bloggers out there sharing their adventures, we’ve discovered some pretty sweet spots to explore.  It was in part due to Amanda‘s post on the Peak One Campground that brought us to the area in search of our own favorite spot to call home.

During our explorations, we discovered the Frisco / Keystone area around Lake Dillon offers 5 different campgrounds;  Peak One CG, Heaton Bay CG (most popular), Prospectors CG, Pine Cove CG (basically a paved parking lot), and Lowry CG.  Lowry CG is the least popular, most remote, furthest from the lake, but offers electric hook-ups.  Heaton Bay offers one loop with electric but since it’s located close to Interstate 70, we felt the traffic noise was unacceptable.  All the rest of the campgrounds are strictly dry camping.

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Awesome bike trail from Dillon to Breckenridge

We found a nice large pull-thru site at Lowry Campground and were quickly reminded of the night-time temps that drop at 9,600 feet in elevation……burrrr.  I was grateful for the furnace in the RV and the electric hook-up as those overnight temps dropped down into the 30’s (Fahrenheit) and it’s June…..June in the Rockies.

Lowry Campground Keystone
Lowry Campground, Keystone, Colorado

Al and I did drive around all five of the campgrounds and made notes on our favorite sites for a return visit.  As is quite common with National Forest Campgrounds, most of these campgrounds were developed many, many years ago……long before today’s modern RV’s were even a glimmer in granddad’s eyes.  Thus, the majority of sites are designed for tents, pop-up trailers, and smallish travel trailers.sailing in Colorado

Since we didn’t have a reservation (yes, they do take reservations over at recreation.gov), we did have a little difficulty finding an available site that would accommodate our 31 foot 5th wheel WITH room to park the trucks.  Next time we’ll make a reservation.  Most of the sites were too short for us, but since it was early in the season we did manage to score a nice pull-thru site.  Once the weekend rolled around, our campground was full.

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Lowry Campground – White River National Forest, Colorado

Next up…..we stumble upon a fun event!

Heading Home

I’ve had a great weekend visiting my brother and his wife in Grand Junction, Colorado, and it’s now time to head home.  I miss my boys….hubby, Al and dog, Bear.

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Leaving Grand Junction; heading east on Interstate 70

I contemplate the return drive to Pueblo West, Colorado.  Friday I drove to Grand Junction via Highway 50 and although it was a beautiful drive I opt for a change of scenery today.  Therefore, I decide on Interstate 70 and plan to head east driving past Vail and over Vail Pass.  Once I get to the town of Frisco, I’ll turn south on Highway 9 which will take me through the center of Breckenridge, Colorado.

After a quick breakfast and two cups of coffee, it’s hugs goodbye.  Skies are overcast and within thirty minutes a light rain begins to fall.  Living in an arid climate, my windshield wipers haven’t been used in a while.  So they skip across the windshield making a rather annoying sound….very irritating.

Just west of the town of Glenwood Springs, Colorado, is the Glenwood Canyon.  I was fascinated by this stretch of Interstate 70 the first time I drove through here back in the early 1980’s and I still find it fascinating today.  The Colorado River winds it’s way through this rock canyon and Interstate 70 meanders along the river elevated.  It’s basically two long bridges like the causeways you see in Louisiana or Florida.  East bound traffic sits at a level closer to the rushing Colorado River while westbound traffic continues highly elevated above the river.

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Glenwood Canyon heading eastbound I-70. Upper bridge is westbound I-70

Due to the rain, it was rather difficult for me to capture this amazing road system.  And guess what?  It’s construction season.  So shortly after this photo was taken, traffic was diverted via the next off ramp to the upper deck.  The lower deck, eastbound lanes, are being totally redone/replaced thus turning the 2 westbound lanes into two way traffic – one lane in each direction.  Speed limit down to 45 mph.  At least traffic is moving.  If you have a fascination with bridges or construction like I do, click here for a little more info on the construction of the Glenwood Canyon corridor.

At this point, I’m wondering when the rain will let up.  The windshield wipers are still making that irritating noise from time to time.  Now with the interstate down to one lane in each direction AND raining, I need to keep my eyes on the road and can’t take in the gorgeous scenery surrounding me.  The original plan to make several stops along the way is scrapped with the promise to retrace this drive another day.

As I approach Vail, the rain is turning to sleet.  Nope, won’t be stopping for a photo-op.  Sorry folks.  I wasn’t planning on snow today!  I continue east, the road climbs in elevation as I approach Vail Pass.  The summit of Vail Pass sits at 10,662 feet and as I climb the rain and sleet quickly turn to snow.  Since the pavement is relatively warm when the moisture hits the road fog starts to form playing with visibility.  Fog, snow, potholes, semi-trucks, twists, turns, up, down does not make for a relaxing drive.

Here’s some photos I snapped out the windshield.  Click on any photo to view larger and FYI…the date all these photos were take; May 20, 2013.

Once over Vail Pass, it’s a mere ten minutes before I exit Interstate 70 and pick up Highway 9 at the town of Frisco.  I head south toward Breckenridge.  It’s still raining and at times pouring, but thankfully no more snow.  I stop for gas and a bite to eat in Frisco.  Darn rain.  I had all kinds of ideas for photos to share with you.

As I head south out of Breckenridge, the road climbs once again.  I need to get on the other side of the Continental Divide.  After a series of switch backs, I climb up and over Hoosier Pass (11,542 feet in elevation) then down into South Park and the town of Fairplay.  Yes folks, there really is a South Park, Colorado.  Highway 9 between South Park and Canon City is pretty remote with ranches here and there.  Therefore, when I stopped in Frisco for gas and lunch, I sent Al a text message letting him know where I was.   The next 2 hours I’ll be in and out of cell phone range and pretty much have the road to myself.

These are some of the folks I saw along the way……

Al and I have traveled this stretch of Highway 9 plenty of times, thus I’m not surprised to be out in the middle of no where by myself.  Years ago, this former city slicker would have felt very uncomfortable traveling through this environment alone.  Today, not so much.  I make sure my CD player is loaded with music because good radio reception is also sparse around here.

I’m cruising along enjoying the scenery and thinking how grateful I am to call Colorado home.  It was at this point the CD player changed discs…..The Moody Blues…..wow, a flood of memories waifs over me.  Nights in White Satin……I hit the repeat button at least three times.  Click here to listen.  As I reflect and reminisce about years past, I’m careful to keep my eye on the road.  The speed limit may say 65 mph, but I assure you many of the curves require reduced speeds of 35 or 45 mph.

My journey continues.  I enjoy the music and scenery.  As I come around another bend, an on coming pick-up truck flashes his brights.  Now normally I would think there’s a cop trying to catch speeders, but out here?  It’s got to be wildlife.  So I slow, looking around to see why he flashed his lights.  Sure enough, Mule deer on the side of the road.  I roll down my window and catch this gal as she scales the fence.

Mule Deer
Mule Deer scales the fence

Six hours and 328 miles later, I pull into my driveway.  Yep, I figured this route would be shorter, but I think I prefer the route I took Friday.  Hmm, maybe if the weather had been nicer and I could have stopped here and there for photo-ops.  Maybe then I would have enjoyed it more.  Perhaps a repeat is in order 😉Colorado

It’s Not Always Fun…

We reluctantly back up, hitch up, and depart Steamboat Lake State Park, Colorado.  As we head in a southerly direction, Al and I discuss the weeks excursion.  We do a quick recap and then Al asks the question, “If you could pick only one place in Colorado to visit, which would it be”.  It doesn’t take long before I respond, “Crested Butte”.  Al responds with surprise, “Really?  I would pick Steamboat”.Steamboat Lake

SteamboatApparently Al is partial to northern Colorado and I to southern Colorado.  Fortunately for us, we don’t have to choose.  However, perhaps we’ll need to “pick straws” to see who wins for our next adventure.  We continue our discussion on what we like most about our preferred locations and compare notes.

We’re heading south on Highway 9 toward Breckenridge.  We’d like to stop in Breckenridge to grab a bite to eat and walk Bear.  Al’s thirsty now.  A few miles north of the town of Silverthorne, Al pulls over to grab a beverage out of the RV frig.  It’s approaching lunch and we’ve been on the road two and a half hours.  Good thing we pulled over.  We blew a tire and had no idea.  Al felt no change in the way the Rig was pulling.  Luckily for us, just three weeks earlier, I purchased RV Roadside Assistance.  Talk about timing.  I give Al the paperwork for him to call.

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Not good – tire blown, rim ruined, minor body damage

Al’s walking around with his cell phone in the air.  We all know what that means….no cell service!  He has me try mine.  I start walking up the embankment, cell phone in air, searching….please, just one bar.  No luck.  We’re on our own.

Al proceeds to go in search of all the necessary gear to change the tire.  He’s a bit unorganized and definitely NOT a happy camper.  We hadn’t been on the side of the road but 10-15 minutes, when a pick-up truck pulls over…..”You folks need any help?”  I respond, “Sure do”.  Mr. Cowboy proceeds to take over as if we had called roadside assistance.  He does most of the work with occasional help from Al.  Al and I look at each other and shrug our shoulders.  “Go for it mister”.Silverthorne Breckenridge Colorado

We exchange idol chit-chat.  He’s a contractor, rancher, jack of all trades kind of guy.  He’s wearing Levi jeans with a shiny belt buckle, cowboy boots (the working kind), western shirt, and of course, a cowboy hat.  He’s about 5’10” tall, slight build, and his bow legs give you the impression he’s spent some time on a horse.  He’s in his late 50’s, early 60’s and has lived in the mountains the past twenty-five years.  He loves it, but it doesn’t love him.  He’s developed some health issues which are going to require him to move to a lower elevation.  The thin mountain air at 8500+ feet is no longer agreeing with him.

SteamboatHe asks us where we’re heading.  When we tell him we’ll be going through Breckenridge and Hoosier Pass, he politely informs us we’ll need to wait somewhere for about an hour.  Hoosier Pass is currently closed until one o’clock due to the US Pro Cycling Championship.  Bicyclers are riding from Breckenridge to Colorado Springs and the pass and road is closed for the event.

While I’m walking Bear, Al and the rancher finish up.  The rancher makes some recommendations, Al hands him some cash, which he doesn’t hesitate to accept.  Yes, he does stop and help stranded folks often.  Somehow Al and I think this is just another way of adding to his income.  He has us pull out first so he can follow us into town to make sure all is looking and running good.

He follows us as far as his intended destination.  As he turns into Murphy’s Irish Pub, we each honk and wave our farewells.  You see, Mr. Cowboy was on his way into town for lunch with some buddies when he came upon this damsel in distress.  No doubt, he’ll be able to afford an extra pint or two after helping said damsel.

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Just another road hazard

Mountain towns, as well as cities, can present some challenges to us longer vehicles….  foremost, parking.  Silverthorne has a large outlet mall with plenty of parking.  Perfect.  We park next to other RV’s and grab a bite at Wendy’s.  After lunch, Al and Bear take a short nap in the RV while I get in a little retail therapy.

Forty minutes later, we’re on our way.  The Cycle event is wrapping up.  We get through Breckenridge, the pass is open, and we’re homeward bound.  Just two more hours and fingers crossed we’ll be home.  We’re extremely familiar with Highway 9 between Breckenridge and Canon City.  We know cell phone signal is sparse as is traffic and without a spare…..well as I said, “fingers crossed”.

We made it home safe but exhausted and learned a lot !Steamboat Lake

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