Wednesday, October 9
The crew and I hibernate in the Best Little Trailer, warmed by the glow of the catalytic heater. I sit in bed or at the table by the big back window and watch the blustery wind toss snowflakes. I take care of online tasks and read the news.
It feels good to cuddle Bridget under the quilts, my stockinged feet up against Spike’s warm body. The three of us nap, eat, run outside when there’s a break in the wind and snow, and nap some more. The crew can see that there isn’t much else to do but sleep, and I’m glad for that. I need the rest.
Thursday, October 10
We wake to a winter wonderland!
I use the zoom feature of my camera to bring the snowy peaks closer.
Around ten o’clock it’s warm enough for a walk. After a day and night of sleep, Bridget, Spike, and I need to move around! We take off down the lane and head up Glass Creek Road. Bridget is frisky and runs ahead of us. Can you see her in this photo?
Already the snow is melting.
Of course, the campground is closed because of the shut-down.
Later I read it has 50 sites, can accommodate rigs to 45 feet, and is heavily used. No wonder. It’s in a great location and it’s free! (Donations are accepted.)
The crew and I walk through part of it until I spy a Class A motor home half-hidden at the far side of the campground. Well, good for them. I hope they aren’t kicked out.
Signs at the campground warn that black bears have been seen in the area. A night-vision photo posted on the bulletin board shows a bear prowling around a campsite. I check the fresh snow throughout our walk. I see the prints of birds, rodents, rabbits, and deer. No coyote or bear tracks. The bears are probably drawn here when the campground is busy.
We traverse the large day use area and explore some of the spur roads.
After a storm the world seems like its in high definition. The air is fresh and invigorating. Water droplets fall on us when we walk under the pines, causing Bridget to scoot ahead. Spike doesn’t care. He’s a water dog.
The crew and I have a grand ol’ time.
By the time we reach home, the BLT has lost her coat of snow.
“REAR VIEW MIRROR”
September 13, 2011 was almost one full month of full-timing for me and the crew. The Best Little Trailer hadn’t yet been named. We camped at Coyote Creek State Park in northern New Mexico. It was here that I fully realized my dream had come true!