Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Camp Bores in RMNP

It's that time of year again. The time where we load up the camper and set off on our last #campbores trip of the season. Although Mr. B would have no problem camping in the middle of December, I usually convince him to pack it up and store it away. But one last trip to Rocky Mountain National Park (RMNP), scoring the very last two (handicap) camp sites at the 11th hour on Friday afternoon, feeling the crispness in the air, sitting around a crackling campfire, having Long's Peak as your backdrop, and going to bed while listening to elk bugle is essentially how the B's define fall.

Mr. B was up at the ass crack of dawn one morning. While I laid in bed, he and the dog went exploring and captured the beauty below. Some of the best views can be seen before the rest of the world is awake. I know that, but somehow, I have the worst time getting out of a warm bed. Thankfully I have a husband that captures it and shows me later.

Sam and Julie joined us for the first night in their new pop-up, Anges. She's older than most of us, but she's in great shape. Julie has already remodeled the inside with new linens, covers and pillows. Get ready guys, this is just the start of many new memories in the great outdoors. Who am I? If you would have told me 10 years ago that I would be encouraging friends to buy campers, let alone owning one myself, I would have fallen over with laughter. we are...

After Sam and Julie packed it up Saturday morning, Mr. B and I made our way into Estes Park to attend the Pilsner and Pumpkins festival. It was lacking excitement in every sense, so we continued on to get a beer elsewhere and followed it up with an Almond Joy Latte from KIND Coffee. 

Back at camp, Mr. B found a way to hang our PSU flag, since I neglected to bring the pole. We downloaded an app so we could tune into the game, made a pizza, played a game of checkers and snuggled the dog. When we realized Penn State had no chance of coming back from the ass whooping they were receiving, we turned in for the night. 

The next day, I woke up and could barely open my mouth. The sickness I had been feeling a few days before had taken a turn for the worst, so our plan to visit Sprague Lake at sunrise was replaced with an extra hour of sleep. We did finally make out of bed and down to Morraine Park to see a Bull Elk and all of his women. 

We continued on to Sprague Lake. A place that still stands as one of my FAVORITE places in Colorado. It was one of the very first places Mr. B and his parents brought me on my first visit to Colorado in 2008. Even after 7 years, it still takes my breath away. I am so lucky to have married a man who's life mission was to make his wife fall in love with the state we now call home. Thank you Mr. B. You've shown me things, I never imagined I'd experience. 

Once we made it back home, I was greeted with a Strep Throat diagnosis and a good excuse to get addicted to Scandal. I LOVEEEEEEEEEE FITZ!!

Our #campbores adventures will continue next spring. Mr. B is already planning our first trip of 2016 in April and mapping out our TWO week long trip to Canada next Summer. Lord help us, all. It's going to be a long winter. Mr. B needs something to build or places to visit via train, plane or automobile. Our house on wheels is taking a hiatus for the next 6 months. Adios.

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