Continuing notes from the Dunes

We considered the possibility of changing campsites, possibly one on higher ground overlooking the sand dunes. We walked up the hill to find another couple also considering making a change. We soon entered into an interesting conversation with them and admired their young golden retriever. After giving it some thought we decided to stay right where we were nestled in some shade tree with nice privacy. I decided to take the garbage to the dump and inquired where it was. “down the road a bit:, etc” so I started out to find it was about ¼ mile up and down hills, at 8000 feet you really feel that. I will think twice before I do that again.

Today was laundry day. After a hand wash in the camp laundry sink. The Horstman laundry rope was strung up and in the hot sun and low humidity after 15 minutes our clothes were dry.

Later in the day a wind storm developed. Chriss and I tried to secure the awning with additional line. We had quite a web going before we decided to give up and retract the awning. At that point a young woman walked up to our campsite and asked if we had any duck tape. It seems their tent blew down and incurred some damage. They moved to a site near us trying to get out of the wind. They had three young children and we pitched in to help set up their tent which was a difficult task in all the wind, which continued well into the night along with some rain. Now the next monrning it is beautiful again. We had a visit from the park host and two very sociable park rangers who sat and chatted with us after helping us move our picnic table and admired our motorcycle.

Bye again, Mom (Carol) and Chriss