Checking out Colorado breweries…someone has to do it! :-)

LOCATION:  Near Loveland, Colorado in NE part of state
CAMPGROUND: Another night at Carter Lake
WEATHER:  Very pleasant – high 74, but very smoky (due to fires)

Joy likes it here and is basking here in the morning sunrise…

Feeling energetic this morning, we took a 6-mile hike along Carter Lake.  It was a perfect temperature (low 70s) for a hike. 

Today was Brewery Town #1 day.  The small cities around here are full of breweries, many famous.  Today we drove about 10 miles to Longmont, home of O’Dells Brewery and Left Hand Brewery,  as well as several lesser-known microbreweries.  First we went to Collision Brewery where we had a yummy lunch out on their patio.  Normally, their patio offers some of the best views around of the Rockies, but today it was just haze.  We shared a wild mushroom cheese melt, something I’d like to try to make one day.  George tried several of their beers – an IPA, Oktoberfest, and a stout.  He is very happy that I am the designated driver!  (He does order the 4 or 5-ounce glasses so he doesn’t overdo.)

Next up was a small microbrewery in a warehouse area.  We drove around and around looking for it.  It is Grossen Bart – meaning “big beer” in German.  There he had their imperial stout.

We remember Longmont fondly from a visit several years ago.  Alas, it has grown a lot and we were happy to return to Berthoud, the town closest to our campground, which is much smaller.  We stopped at their local microbrewery.  There,  George had a Begian Triple Ale.  H20 was my libation most of the day. 

DINNER:  Back at the campground, George fired up the propane grill.  We grilled brats and I served them with a salad and some of the homemade saurkraut from the Harvest Host farm.  Skol!

A beautiful day on the lake…

LOCATION:  Near Loveland, Colorado in NE part of state
CAMPGROUND:  Another night at Lake Carter Campground
WEATHER:  Beautiful!  High 89.  Warmer at  night – 50

Since we don’t have any cell service or internet here at the campground, we drove into town bright and early to use the library’s wifi.  We were trying to get a ticket to allow us into the Rocky National Park.  In an effort to control crowds, the park issues a certain number of “timed entry” tickets for every 2-hour block during the day.  I had looked previously for a day this week when we could go, but there weren’t any available.  Someone told me that they issue 200 additional slots right at 8:00 each morning.  If you log on exactly at 8:00, you can sometimes get one of these additional tickets.  So, sitting in our pickup in front of the library at 8:00, we went to the government website.  There were indeed 200 slots for the 10:00 – 12:00 time frame for one day this week.  We experienced a snag trying to log in and by the time we were logged in (about 2 minutes later), there were only 3 tickets left!  We managed to get a ticket for Thursday, even though in my nervousness I goofed up the payment, and overpaid.  We will just consider it a government donation.

We packed a picnic lunch and went off to the marina to spend the day on Lake Carter.  We rented a pontoon for a half-day.  George bought a fishing license and some worms, and Ship Ahoy!    It was a beautiful day to be on the lake.  It is hard to imagine that we were in sub-freezing temperatures, snow, and ice just a few days ago! 

George cannot sit idly so decided to repair the ladder that hooks on to the side of the pontoon.

Then, he tried it out, giving himself a little bath…

The water is COLD!

He fished all day, but didn’t catch anything.  This is my idea of fishing…..(reading a book)…

Back at the campground, we sat outside enjoying the late afternoon with a margarita. This is the view from our site…

DINNER:  Salmon burgers.  This is a nice recipe to make when you don’t have any fresh or frozen seafood on hand…..1 can salmon (I buy the cheapest kind), some breadcrumbs, a bit of mayonnaise, 1 egg, dill, salt and pepper.  This makes 3 patties which George grilled on the propane grill.  There is a fire ban throughout Colorado so we cannot cook over the fire.  I baked some TakeNBake buns in the oven.  Side was the remaining corn on the cob from the farmers’ market the other day.

BOOK:  “The Winemaker’s Wife” by Kristin  Harmel.  This historial fiction book tells the story of 3 couples intertwined during the German invasion of France in WWII, taking place in a well-known chateau in the  Champagne region.  4 stars out of 5

Gateway to the Rockies

LOCATION:  Near Loveland, Colorado  – in NE corner of state
CAMPGROUND:  Lake Carter County Park.  Located on a pretty lake near the Rocky Mountains.  Popular for boaters.  Electricity.  Pit toilets.  Water  and dump station.  Level, gravel pull-through site.  Picnic table and fire pit, but the state-wide fire ban prevents all fires.  All good except the price – $44/night is way too much.  Showers ($2 for  6 minutes) available at the adjacent campground. Due to the price – 3 stars out of 5.
WEATHER:  Beautiful!  High 88.  Cool overnight.  Sunny, but smokey from fire
DRIVE:  5 hours

We got an early start since there wasn’t too much to do, and it was cold (30s) up in the mountains!  George did the driving today – first through the mountains.  We stopped in a town and picked up cell service to check to see if any slots had opened up to go to our destination via Rocky Mountain National Park.  Still nothing, so our only option was to go south to Denver, then loop around north again.

The Denver traffic was appalling and the road conditions terrible.  Lots and lots of semis.  I closed my eyes (no, I wasn’t driving!) most of the time.  George did well.

Once off the interstate, we found lovely scenery.  We will stay here for 5 nights as a base.  We want to spend a day or two in Fort Collins (beer Nirvana) and some other cute towns.  We also hope to be able to get a day pass to get into the national park. 

After getting set up, we drove over to the marina on the lake to see about possibly renting a pontoon one day.  Since they didn’t have wifi either, we drove to the nearest little town and used the library’s internet to get caught up a bit.

A view of our lake…

DINNER:  Even though the days are warm, it starts to chill down around dinner time, so I made some soup.  Broccoli, cheese, and bean soup.  I added fresh broccoli to the packaged soup.  Side was some more of our sourdough bread. 

We don’t have any cell service here, but we do have some TV reception, so we watched a few cooking shows on PBS after dinner.

Colorado High!

LOCATION:  Outside of Steamboat Springs, in north central Colorado
CAMPGROUND:  Meadows Campground – a National Forest Service park.  Nice sites far apart from one another, picnic table, and firepit (although there is a burn ban in effect). Pit toilet.  No other services.  $5/night with senior pass.  4 stars out of 5.
WEATHER:  Cold in AM; warming to 80!
DRIVE:  5.5 hours

At Firehole Canyon, since we were very remote, the night skies were beautiful.  Last night, I got up in the night to gaze at the Milky Way.  So quiet.

We had heard that there might be a forest fire on the route we wanted to take today, but had no cell service or wifi.  So, we went east on Interstate 80, trying to pick up service.  Still no luck.  The Interstate was full of big semi-trucks which always makes me nervous.  We got off after about two hours, thinking that we would ask someone about the route as we got closer.

We drove south through desolate Wyoming which turned into desolate Colorado.  The only thing of interest was the sagebrush and natural gas machinery.  We did see several pronghorn and a few wild horses. 

As we neared Steamboat Springs, the landscape changed to tree-covered mountains.  Steamboat Springs is a ski resort town, and seemed quite fancy.  We asked about our possible road closure at a gas station, and no one seemed to know.  So, onward we went.

Sure  enough, outside of Steamboat Springs, we saw the road closed sign.  Now to Plan B, which is through Rocky National Park, to get to our next location in the Loveland/Fort Collins area. 

We stumbled upon this campground, pulled in, and had practically the whole place to ourselves.  We are nestled under some nice pines. 

We took a stroll around the campground.  We discovered we are at 9000+ elevation, so strolling was about all we could do!  No jogging up here!

We struck up a conversation with some Colorado campers and told them where we are going tomorrow.    They told us we are out of luck.  Rocky Mountain National Park has a quota system to keep crowds under control.  They release only a certain number of passes for each two-hour slot.  There are no slots available tomorrow.  So, now to Plan C – we will have to go down to Denver, then circle back north.  I am not looking forward to Denver traffic which I have heard is terrible.

We sat around the picnic table, nibbling on some olives for happy hour.  We spit out the pits on the table and grey jays swooped down to grab them.  They are very tame.

DINNER:  Very gourmet.  I belong to a Facebook group called Gourmet Camping.  Someone had posted a recipe something like this, and I made it with a twist.  It is lamb/cheese filled portebello mushrooms.  First I removed the gils from the mushrooms and poured a bit of olive oil on them.  I baked them for 25 minutes.  Meanwhile, I made up a filling with goat cheese, 1 leftover grilled lamb burger, some pesto (as I am out of basil), chopped baby spinach, and sun-dried tomatoes.  I placed a slice of tomato at the bottom of the cooked portebello, added the fillling, and cooked another 15 minutes.  Our side was a cucumber/tomato/baby spinach salad and a toasted pita filled with a Greek yogurt/cucumber mix. 

Coincidentally, we listened to a Jacques Peppin podcast over dinner.  Cool!

A trip around Flaming Gorge

LOCATION:  Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area.  SW Wyoming
CAMPGROUND:  2nd night at Firehole Canyon
WEATHER:  Cold during the night – 40s, warming to 78

At the recommendation of our camp host, we took a long road-trip all around the Flaming Gorge Reservoir – about 200 miles.  The scenery is truly breathtaking.

We followed it south into Utah where the dam is.

Then, west through a high dessert – about 8000 feet.  The landscape changed from sagebrush to pine trees, then back to sagebrush.  Millions of years ago this was all underwater and you can see striations on the sides of the mountains.  They have found a lot of dinosaur bones here.  This reminded us a lot of the Grand Canyon, and indeed on the Wyoming side they call it Wyoming’s Grand Canyon

Then, we turned (via several hairpin curves) north and continued to follow the reservoir.  Passing back to Wyoming, the scenery became very bleak. 

Needing some wifi and gas, we stopped in the town of Green River.  We happened upon a street festival there.  Their “castle rock” looms over the city.  I wouldn’t want to live right under it.

We stopped at their very nice library and used their internet.  Very friendly.  This is the view outside the front door of the library.

Then, we finished the loop going a bit south, back to our campground.  Our campground is just under this ridge…

George made a great campfire with the branches we had cuta yesterday.  First, to get the fire really roaring, he cooked some bacon.  He does this every so often, then keeps the cooked bacon in the refrig, and warms it up when he wants a BLT for lunch or bacon for breakfast.

Then, he grilled a HUGE shirt steak that we had purchased from one of the Harvest Host farms where we spent last week..  We will have leftovers for months!  Side was sauteed summer squash from the farmers’ market.

Back to REAL camping

LOCATION:  Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area.  20 miles south of Rock Springs, Wyoming
CAMPGROUND:  Firehole Canyon – National Forest Service.  Surrounded by unique rock formations and a view of the reservoir.  Paved sites with great shelter with picnic table.  Great firepit.  Surprise – flush toilets and hot showers.  No water or electricity.  Dump station.  $11/night with senior pass.  5 stars out of 5!
WEATHER:  Sunshine again!!! High 70.  Low 38
DRIVE:  1 hour

We joined many other RVs, all in a parade leaving the KOA with a fairly early start.  Our destination was this recreation area near Rock Springs that we had heard about. 

It is a “first come – first served” campground.  Even though it is Friday, it was practically empty – due to its remoteness and the fact that we are beyond Labor Day.  YAY! 

The geography is very interesting.  It almost looks like Texas – very barren with sage bush. 

The storm we drove through a few days ago hit here, too.  There were a lot of trees that had blown down.  The trees are Russian olive trees, but look and burn like mesquite. 

The sites are a bit different….each one has two camper slots with two shelters.  Not really wanting to share a site with anyone else, we selected a site that had a tree down on one half.

We got busy sawing dead limbs from the tree down at our site.  We got enough for a fire tonight and tomorrow night.

We took a 2.5 mile hike around the lake.  We saw a lot of deer or elk prints and holes that honey badgers had dug.  We spotted the 3 resident deer who live in the campground. 

I started the day with 4 layers of long-sleeved shirts and sweatshirts.  By midafternoon, I was down to one t-shirt!  Amazing how it is warm but there are still bits of snow. (George is still wearing his much beloved long johns!) 

I threw this snowball at George!

After relaxing in the afternoon, we built a fire in our firepit, and enjoyed some peanuts and a beer while gazing at the dramatic landscape. 

This is the view from our campsite mid-afternoon…

Then, the same view around sunset….

DINNER:  Spaghetti and meatball.  Using the last of my world- famous Nick Stellino meatballs (which I had frozen), I baked it with cooked pasta, onions, mushrooms, and garlic.  I topped with mozerella and parmesan.  I added a few dollops of pesto, since I don’t have any basil.  As the evening was cooling off, I baked in in the oven to add warmth to Joy.  Side was a salad with tomatoes, cucumbers, and baby spinach.  Nice!

BOOK:  “Melancholy Baby” by Robert Parker. Since we don’t have electricity, my tablet (with my e-books) is running low on battery, so I read this paperback that I had picked up along the way.  Typical Parker, this detective story grabs you and is an easy read.  3 stars out of 5.

Waiting for the return of good weather…

LOCATION:  Rock Springs, Wyoming
CAMPGROUND:  3rd night at KOA Rock Springs/Green River
WEATHER:  Still wintry.  Overcast all day.  A bit of “wintry mix”.  High 46.  Low 27

We awoke to another gloomy day.  We watched a parade of RVs leaving quite early – then another pack coming in around 3:00.  Since we are along Interstate 80, I think a lot of people just use this as a convenient overnight stay.  The roads are ok now to drive on.  This is the view (ugly) from our front window…

I did another quick load of laundry and did some route planning on the computer.  Lunch was a hot bowl of ramen. 

Then, in the afternoon, suffering from cabin fever, we drove to the historic downtown district.  We stumbled upon their weekly farmers’ market.  We really didn’t need much, but bought some fresh corn, summer squash, and roasted poblano peppers.  A vendor was roasting poblanos and Hatch peppers in a gigantic bin over a fire. Their smell oozed so pleasantly through the market. 



Another stall sold baked goods.  These looked pretty.

We bought one of these quiches for tomorrow’s breakfast.  We always like to support local markets.

Then, what do we spy?  A brewery!  We had a beer in their cozy, warm tap room and chatted with a local guy.  He said he has lived here his entire life (50  years) and has never seen a snowstorm like the one we drove through on Tuesday, especially in early September.

DINNER:  I wanted to use up some of the veg we bought at the market, and also wanted to use the oven again to warm the trailer up.  I made this twist on quesadillas……I sauteed onions and mushrooms, then added cooked, diced (leftover) chicken and one of the roasted poblanos.   To that, I sprinkled quite a bit of cumin, chili pepper, and cayenne.  Meanwhile, I mixed up some cream cheese with some cilantro paste.  I would normally use fresh cilantro, but it is hard to come by here.  I toasted 2 tortillas lightly, then cut them in pieces and laid them in a Pyrex baking dish.  Then, I lathered on the cream cheese/cilantro paste.  Then, a layer of the chicken/veg mix.. Another layer of tortillas finished it up with a few bits of cheddar cheese.  At the table, I served it with salsa.  The side dish was corn on the cob.  I cooked it using my favorite corn-on-the-cob technique:  I lathered the ear with butter, salt, pepper, and parmesan.  Wrapped in aluminum foil and baked about 15 minutes.  Ole!

This is the cilantro paste I keep on hand while we are traveling….

BOOK:  “The Island of Sea Women” by Lisa See.  With this lousy weather, I am reading a lot!  This historical fiction is about the Jeju (Korea) abalone divers and their hardships, especially during the Korean War.  4 stars out of 5

Hunkered down during the cold

LOCATION:  Rock Springs, Wyoming
CAMPGROUND:  Rock Springs/Green River KOA
WEATHER:  Dreary with more snow overnight.  High 40; low 27

We spent most of the day hunkered down in the Airstream.  It was interesting to watch a lot of RVs leave the KOA in the early AM – after they had sought shelter here for the night.  The winds have calmed down and I think the roads are fairly cleared. We are lucky to be flexible.  There isn’t any place around here with nice weather until Friday or so, so we might as well shelter here in the meantime. 

Joy got a bit of a dusting overnight…

We are using a combination of electric heat-pump (in the warmer part of the day) and propane furnace overnight.  We are using our fresh water instead of using a hose to the water supply (which could easily freeze) – so everything is good.

At some point, we need to refill our propane tank, but I don’t think we will be doing that today as the KOA tanks are covered with snow…

Around noon, the weather warmed up enough so that George could unhook us. We drove downtown to explore and to have a nice lunch in a brewpub.  Handy!

I found a beauty shop and got a much-needed hair trim.

DINNER:  Once again, I used the oven to cook dinner.  It provides comfy warmth.  Sort of a German theme – leftover ribs that I chopped up and baked with homemade sauerkraut that we had purchased at a Harvest Host site, along with toasted homemade sourdough bread from that same Harvest Host farm.  We paired it with an Ockotberfest beer from Missoula, Montana.

Uffda!

Scared we were going to die!

LOCATION:  Rock Springs, Wyoming in SW part of state
CAMPGROUND:  KOA Rock Springs/Green River.  No vacancy for full hook-ups, so we got a site with water and electricity only.  Dump station.  Very nice bathrooms.  As with most KOAs, we are cheek to jowl with neighbors, and no picnic table or firepit.  $42/night.  4 stars out of 5
WEATHER:  AAARRRGGGHHH!  Snow, ice, fierce winds.  High 40.  Low 25
DRIVE:  4 hours

We had a nice sleep at the Pinedale golf course, thanks to Harvest Hosts.  It sleeted during the night, but we awoke to sunshine and views  of the now snow-capped mountains. 

Our destination today was another Harvest Host farm about 3 hours away. To get around the mountain range,  we first had to go about 2 hours south, then turn northeast and go another hour.  We started out and immediately noticed really strong  cross-winds.  I was driving and had a hard time keeping the truck and Joy on the highway. The temperature kept dropping until it hovered around 31/32 for the rest of the afternoon.  Cars coming up from the south were covered with snow, giving us a bit of concern.  We said, “Wow, if we start getting ice, these winds could make this very bad”……and we did!

Once we made the turn to go northeast, we encountered the Road Closed sign.  We had no other option than to continue going south.  Rock Springs was about 45 miles farther.  We switched drivers as I was too scared to drive any longer.  The weather forecast was that it was going to get worse, so we had to move forward. 

This was the Stop sign at the junction where we had to change routes…our first sign of trouble

Kudos to George – he did very well driving even though I gasped and shouted quite a bit.

It kept getting worse and worse, and the snowplow hadn’t arrived yet.  We were sliding around the highway on the ice.  The winds just knocked us around. 

Then, at the top of one of the passes, at about 8000 feet, we ran into a total white-out.  We almost ran into a front-end collision that had just happened, as we could not see more than a foot in front of us.

I am no stranger to winter driving conditions, having driven a lot in Minnesota and Iowa.  But, this was different……Towing a trailer in the fierce winds was a game-changer.  Also, there was no shoulder where we could pull over.  There was a wimpy guard rail protecting us from the sheer drop-off on the side.

I kept telling George to get closer to the center line, thinking that we would fall over the side, but he was worried about another car approaching us and hitting us. 

We poked along at about 30 mph and finally made some headway.  It cleared a bit as we started descending and YAY –  here comes the snow plow!

The KOA had a spot for us and we parked, without unhooking as the hitch is frozen, and it is just too miserable to be outside.

We plugged in the electricity and turned on the heat pump, but it took a while to get Joy warmed up.

We were just SO very grateful that we had survived that ordeal. 

As the afternoon passed, I watched RV after RV limp in to find a port in the storm.  We weren’t the only ones by far that had run into trouble.

This is the bleak view from the front window at the dining room table….

The wind continued to gust all afternoon and evening.  The Airstream did a lot of rocking and rolling.  Whenever one of us went outside, it took both of us to hold the door so that it wouldn’t blow off its hinges. 

We decided to stay here hunkered down for 3 nights.  We have electricity (heat), water, TV, and cell service.  I cancelled our two Harvest Host farm reservations and a commercial park in a supposedly cute town called Ten Sleep.  We will stay in this area until we head east toward Fort Collins, CO on the weekend. 

DINNER:  I made up a new recipe that turned out well, using a lot of bits I had in the refrigerator — a sort of Indian curry.  First, I sauteed onion, mushrooms, and the rest of some roasted red peppers I had on hand.  To that, I added cooked, diced chicken, and spices – curry powder, turmeric, cumin, and cayenne.  I baked a potato in the microwave, and chopped it up.  In a Pyrex casserole dish, I layered the potatoes, and then the chicken/veg mix.   The oven warmed the trailer up nicely.  When the dish was almost done (really just warmed up), I toasted some naan and served with Greek yogurt.  We paired this was an IPA, which seemed appropriate.

Interesting factoid about IPA (India Pale Ale)…..Back in the days of sailing ships from England to India, the sailors had a problem with their beer going bad on the long journey.  They discovered that adding a lot of hops to the beer preserved it better and also covered the bad taste with a strong hoppy flavor.  Thus….we now have very hoppy, bitter IPAs to enjoy! 

Eastward-bound

LOCATION:  Pinedale, Wyoming in southwest part of state
CAMPGROUND:  Another Harvest Host site — Rendezvous Meadows Golf Course.  In their parking lot, on the far side next to a stream.  Very nice clubhouse with excellent restaurant and friendly people.  Another 5 stars out of 5!
WEATHER:  Warm and sunny before the bad weather.  High 78
DRIVE:  3 hours

We took our time at the Alpine RV park with one last shower and one last load of laundry, then we headed east.  It was another scenic highway, following the Hoback River.  Very nice.  Another episode of almost running out of gas, though.  You would think we would learn!

We arrived in Pinedale in mid-afternoon, and with no rush to get to the golf course, stopped at their downtown brewpub.  It was hopping – all young people, in excellent physical condition, basking in the sun after their morning hikes. Funny story….  George wandered away and I couldn’t find him.  As I was searching among the crowd, one young man pointed George out to me.  It was pretty obvious that he was the one I was looking for, since he and I were the only old fogies there!

We found our golf course – very pretty.  We are at 7200 feet here in the Wind River Mountain Range. 

George went in to watch golf at the clubhouse while I read in the late afternoon, then we went in for dinner.  I wasn’t expecting much, but the food was outstanding.  I noticed they had a grow-light set up for growing herbs, so I ordered bruschetta and watched the chef pluck the basil for it. 

George ordered a reuben sandwich and said it was the best one he has ever eaten.

We had a view of the golf course and watched a herd of pronghorns (antelope) zip back and forth between the greens.  Beautiful!

This photo popped up as a Facebook memory today.  Four years ago, our daughter Alexis and her S.O. joined us in England for a long-boat ride on the Oxford Canal.  Great memories!

Tonight a cold front is coming in and temperatures are supposed to plummet – highs around 30 tomorrow with snow and a “wintry mix”.