Cliff Dwellings and Bushes that Growl
Trip Start May 17, 2010
20Trip End Oct 10, 2010
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Where I stayed
A forest road somewhere between here and Durango
That night we found the most beautiful campsite. After driving along a dirt road for a few miles we came across a small clearing in the pines that was carpeted with brilliant purple and yellow wildflowers. A stream bubbled through the clearing on its way to a topaz alpine lake and all we had for company were the birds and the frogs. Those and whatever was growling in the bushes behind the truck (which we deliberately parked between the tent and the growling bush). Almost as disconcerting was the horse leg I found. It was identifiable only as a horse by the horse shoe nailed to what remained of the hoof. We made it through the night without being eaten and in the morning investigated the growling bush. To my great dismay, we found no sign of mountain lion or bear (but that doesn't mean I imagined the growling). We had planned on staying at least another night, but that afternoon the sky turned black and heavy drops of rain started falling on our tent and all our worldly possesions. So we packed in a hurry and headed into Durango.