Today had it's Ups and Downs
Trip Start Jan 09, 2012
100Trip End Jun 04, 2012
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I was checkin’ the gas gauge and realized that I had less than a half of a tank. I started looking for an easy place to exit and re-enter I-70. I decided to pull off at Idaho Springs. That road goes right through the center of another old mining town. After at least a mile and a half, I noticed a semi-decrepit Sinclair station on the left. It’s old and needs paint, but the grey-bearded attendant was friendly and let me fill up without holding my credit card for ransom. The gas price was $3.75 a gallon, four cents cheaper than the “modern” station just next door. I then returned to the interstate and kept an eye out for Highway 119, the turn-off for Golden Gate State Park. I found it easily enough, but that’s when the (additional) fun started. It’s a steady climb to the former mining town of Central City. Then you take another dive into it’s interior. It seems to be supported mostly by Casinos now. There were at least four of them, some built in the old buildings of the town. I got a bit turned-around and had to make a U-Turn down a street that sloped down at least 12 degrees. In first gear and tapping the brakes we made it fine. It reminded me of driving up on the Butte Hill back in the sixties. Steep and narrow, with folks looking at me like I was a “Fine Individual.” Back on course, we wound, again, back into the mountains in search of gold...as in Golden State. After our share of ups and downs, we found a sign and a smooth dirt road leading to our goal. It’s barely open. No one greeted us at the campground office. I picked up a “day pass” tag and a tag for a night’s camping. The pass costs $7 a day and the overnight another $22. Kind of steep...pun intended.
We searched the several loops and decided on a spot in Loop E. Hardly a soul was camping and it was cold. Plus, and a big plus, for me, there was no cellphone or data to be found. I thought about staying one night, since I was tired, but decided to bag it and look for another campground on the way to Boulder. I drove into and out of a couple of National Forests, but all I could find was a descending, winding road. I drove to and through Boulder and realized that I was again confused. I used the Hussy to guide me out of harms way. Through the use of an app on the phone, I finally found a campground in Longmont, about twenty miles away. I’m now at the Boulder County RV Park. It’s at the fairgrounds and is LEVEL. Electricity, water, hot showers and a paltry excuse for a view, all for $25 a night. It’ll work, says I.
Since my (grand) niece is engaged this evening, I’ll get together with her tomorrow and finally meet her in person. I’m glad the time has finally come. It’s been a long wait for me. She invited me over a month ago. No pictures today. Only those in the “theater of the mind.” Hopefully I’ll have some for tomorrow’s epic episode.