robins and redwing blackbirds. It sounded like
Vermont. Nothing was frozen so I had coffee and
watched the shadows on the mountains disappear.
The road out of Navajo State Park was thick with
Magpies, enormous birds with long black tails that
make a blue jay kind of unattractive squack. Drove to
Sand Dunes National Park outside Alamosa, CO. The
highest sand dunes in the US, mountains of sand
carried off the Rockies by rivers and blown back into
dunes by the prevailing SW winds. I climbed part way
to the top but the footing is nasty. Some hardy souls
did go all the way to the top. It was so high you
could only tell they were people because they were
moving. The wind was fierce.
Went over two passes. One, Wolf Creek, has a ski area
on top and piles of snow 10 feet deep along the road.
The Suby managed nicely in third low gear at 40 mph.
On the way into Alamosa there was a cut field of
something, with about 30 sandhill cranes, stopping on
their way north to bulk up.
An ad in an RV mag I picked up about a fancy RV park
system, "These places don't just let any coach in
through the gates. There are standards and they're
high."
Tonight I'm at Lathrop State Park in Wahsenburg, CO.
It's situated between a busy highway and a golf
course; one of the less attractive camps I've stayed
in. There's one other site occupied. The little
reservoir was full of coots, canada geese and a pair
of mergansers whose bright coloring could only mean
one thing.
It's very cold. I'm under the covers and it's only
7:00. I've packed up everything so I can just jump in
the car and find a warm diner in the morning.
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