Leaving the Rocky Mountain National Park is always bittersweet. I have a ton of new memories but I know it might be a couple of years before we come back. Since we still tent camp, the odds are good we will be back next year because this campground has flushing toilets. I have no shame in having a preference over other campgrounds for this very reason. But, there is always the option that we choose to go somewhere else next year. As much as I love Colorado and would be perfectly content to return every year, I know Stephen’s gypsy heart wants to roam more of the West.
So, until next time, peace out, mountains of the Rocky Mountain National Park. We are leaving with some great pictures and a bighorn sheep ornament. Good times for all.
The drive over to Crested Butte took us through Leadville. It’s the highest incorporated town in Colorado and the home of the Leadville Marathon.
We got to our condo late and ready to just chill in electricity and television. For the record, I hate Roku. Having access to Netflix was cool, but Roku was not my cup of tea.
For breakfast, we had something I haven’t had in ages. Oatmeal. It was yummy and full of carbs and we know vacation carbs do not count. Mine is oats with blueberry granola and almond butter. Nostalgia overflowed from my first few years of blogging.
We had a great day of exploring a lake up on the road towards Cottonwood Pass. The road at the pass was closed for the summer, which really stinks because we love that pass and that route from Buena Vista over to Crested Butte.
Back in Crested Butte, the weather is perfect and the wildflowers are blooming!