We weren’t anxious to leave Durango, but time to move on. Las Vegas…. New Mexico, that is. Winding back highways through gorgeous southern Colorado and northern New Mexico un the fall. A slow scenic day. We’re settled in for a week at one of our favorite campgrounds; welcomed back by name, and fed dinner at the KOA café. Instant friends to share a table with. It’s good to be back.
The Rockies won another game. Late last night (early this morning actually), the Diamondback pitcher walked in the winning run in the 11th. Painful for the snakes, but too bad it wasn’t a home game for the Rockies. They could have gotten a walk-off walk.
A very birdy place here. Swarms of juncos and sparrows in the short grass field next to us.
We’ll have a good time getting them all sorted out.
