During the days that I had to use the library's computer, I couldn't upload photographs. Perhaps it's time to play catch up. It's strange that I missed my digital Brownie. When I sit down to write a blog post I've come to depend on photos as my fiducial points. They help me to navigate through. Maybe Edward Abbey was wrong.

The San Juan Mountains of Colorado are the newest mountains in the state. Even their eastern edge by Del Norte is volcanic. It seemed odd that volcanic rocks would be weathered like granite and colored like red sandstone. I still don't understand the geology there.


But that area was the pleasant surprise of this summer. Great for boondocking, Verizon coverage, practical living, and mountain biking.




It had been so many years that I wanted to return the Upper Rio Grande Valley, that is, Creede, and then go over the hump and revisit Lake City. Join the Verizon juggernaut, CenturyTel! Resistance is futile. I will just have to wait until then.

Then we popped out onto the warm, dry, grass and sagebrush covered hills near Gunnison, when digital disaster hit. Actually we had a couple interesting outings there that I'll write about soon.


We made it to Salida, CO, a small city that I have always liked but never spent much time at because by the time I got here, it was a bit too warm. I found a new spot to boondock, only 2.5 miles from town. I am trying to stay closer to town these days.

Little things can matter so much when picking out a boondocking campsite. Here I can look out my bedroom window at night and see the city lights of Salida. Little Brownie did pretty well on a 1 second exposure, without a tripod! I don't know why this view is so satisfying. And for once, I'm not going to try to explain it.