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On Friday we literally drove from summer to winter and then back to fall. We started in Lincoln, Nebraska, with about 150 miles of about 20 to 30 mph direct crosswinds. That is not much fun in an RV that acts as a sail rolling down the road. We survived and the winds gave way to heavy rain and sleet across the eastern stretches of Colorado. We stayed in Golden just northwest of Denver for a peaceful night listening to the ...
... trip. Never quite sure if or when to put on the rain gear, today I waited about five minutes too long by which time our jackets were soaked through. As we were donning our gear I kept an eye on a section of road about a quarter mile ahead become increasingly covered with muddy red water. A rare car passed as we were getting moving and provided a depth gage. Since he didn't disappear out of sight, and with no ...
... side of the fence as the last herd. He was standing still, looking in their direction.
We continued on to Hoosier Pass. Up to the summit the road was completely dry. In several places on the descent there were some treacherous icy spots. We went quite slowly over those.
The towns of Breckenridge and Frisco were both asleep. We went through both towns with zero traffic. We turned west onto I-70 toward Fruita.
... nest, with eggs still in it, and a lizard in the nest. Took a photo of it below. I got a stick and pulled the lizard out....seems the lizard went in to eat eggs and the parent bird stuck its beak through the lizards head....but then left the nest all together and let the eggs go. Weird to go and save the family, just to leave the nest after doing so? That was it for hiking, it was getting late, so we arrived in Fruita....found a truck stop and....it is now bed ...
... in these striking forms.
The previous night had seen a strong rain storm blow through the area. One result was a "fresh" trail devoid of any tracks. At one point I saw what I thought were deer tracks. Upon rounding a bend in the trail near the cliff side, I saw what was responsible for the tracks; Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep. No more than 20 yards in front of us, right at the base of the cliff, were four ewes surrounded by ...
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