If you like pina coladas…

Hi! I’m always a day late with my posts because connectivity here is spotty… that’s what you get when you are in the middle of nowhere, Colorado.

We left Manitou Springs with our cooler full of BBQ and beer, and took the longer, scenic route to Great Sand Dunes National Park. On the way we passed a sign for a gated community called, “Cougar Canyon.” While we were laughing about that, an actual cougar ran out in front of our car!

We stopped at basically every scenic outlook and point of interest along the way…

Florissant
Chris says I stole her soul by taking a picture of this picture, but I don’t think so…
South Park, CO is a real place… you bastard!

We stopped at a taco truck to have lunch and also at a roadside peach seller…

Did I wash it first? Mind your own business…

It was late when we finally got to the glamping tent site, so we dropped our stuff and headed to Great Sand Dunes before the rain started up again.

Tent, Sweet Tent
There is really no “glam” in this glamping situation… but it was fun!

The dunes were really awesome and kind of scary. The park service just says to walk all over them wherever you want, and we did!

We went in there…
Chris could not contain his excitement, he was always way ahead of me!
Us, after climbing as far as we could go!
In the duuuunes of the Cape!

It rained all goddamn night and day, so we really were stuck inside the tent. Coyotes howled and the biggest jackrabbits on earth ran around outside, so I would not leave the tent unaccompanied. Luckily we planned ahead, and had plenty of food, drinks, and Grateful Dead loaded into the offline music queue.

Chris lit a fire in the wood stove so we were super warm and had a place to heat up the BBQ…

I could not sleep in the hardest bed in Mosca, CO so I just listened to the rain and the wild animals being wild until the sun came up and it was safe out there once again.

The campground in the morning smelled so good, like natural freshness, and not in a gross way

Not much to see on the way to Taos. Just a lot of scrubby plains and run-down towns. We did make note of every point of interest, but didn’t stop because, rain.

Now we’re in Taos, enjoying the free WiFi at the Historic Taos Inn. Oh, I’ll leave you with these words of wisdom… when a hotel says it’s “historic” that doesn’t mean it is necessarily “nice.” It will probably be charming AF, but maybe not have amenities like hot water or a drain that clears before you are ankles deep in the shower.

Love you, miss you! ❤️

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