Mother Nature was nasty again in Montana. This photo was taken a couple days before we departed. Friday and Saturday Montana was inundated with a massive snowstorm–our neck of the woods probably had 15-24″ of new snow. And so incredibly cold!
It was a cold, windy night in Wheatland, WY and we were quite ready to depart on Thursday morning. Foggy, cold–off we went to do battle with Denver, Colorado.
Denver was awful–we spent 30 minutes traveling 3 miles due to an accident and then the construction began. Rough, bumpy roads, lots of traffic, just not a pleasant experience. Colorado Springs roads were also under construction. Don’t these road construction people know winter is coming??
Pueblo and Trinidad, Colorado also had construction–it was just a tough 387 miles but we hit the jackpot with our Thursday night campground. The Cowboy didn’t like my pick for campground on Wednesday night in Wheatland so he picked this one. He scored!
We stayed in the NRA Whittington Center south of Raton, New Mexico. Within this huge shooting complex of 52 sections of ground there are two campgrounds set among the cedars and pines–all with full hookups, wildlife and views. Plus of all things, they have decent wi-fi. If gunfire bothers you, this isn’t the place to stay. There weren’t many people out and about on the different ranges today. We thought Ben Avery Shooting Complex in Phoenix was big–this one is gigantic! But at dusk it’s quiet and dark–our kind of campground!
These first two photos of the entrance to Whittington were taken through our filthy windshield–it’s an impressive complex.
Our site–gravel, not very level but with full hookups–$40/night.
Our wildlife, right across the road from us.
Friday we rolled on down the road another 414 miles and ended up in Hatch, New Mexico at a small, tight gravel lot kind of RV park. Clean and neat but just a RV park. We are finally warm–warm enough to run the air conditioner! We LOVE the air conditioner in this Beaver–it’s in the basement–none of the roaring noise RVs usually have from individual ceiling air conditioners.
I have seasonal, unexplained, happens suddenly for whatever reason allergies. I’m thinking those cedar trees in the NRA campground did a number on my allergies. I was miserable Friday–sneezing, runny nose, watery eyes. Finally gave up and took a Benadryl which helped some but not enough.
The Cowboy didn’t sleep well Friday night and was raring to go on Saturday morning. Jodee, no green chile cheeseburger for us–Sparky’s closed at 4pm.😩 We pulled out of Hatch about 8am and rolled into the driveway of our home about 11:30. Whew–that was a lot of miles and my driver drove every single mile of it.
We had such a close call in Hatch. As with so much of our route this trip, there was construction in Hatch. The main street through Hatch had been recently paved and there was no striping added as of yet. The driveway to the RV park was narrow and the Cowboy edged over to the left a bit to give himself more room to make the right turn. Turn signals on and as we are turning some moron in a pickup roars around us on the RIGHT side honking his horn!! There aren’t enough bad words to describe this idiot–he drove around construction barriers right before the RV park driveway in order to pass us on that side. The Cowboy said he had been right on our trailer bumper since leaving the freeway. We had to stop and take deep breaths–I was cursing the guy–the Cowboy was shaking his head. I try so hard when I see a RV to give them room–I know how difficult it can be to maneuver those rigs into tight places. And speaking of tight spaces–it’s a good thing my driver is also an excellent backer–because you could not maneuver a forty foot motorhome pulling a 14 foot trailer out of the Hatch RV Park “big rig friendly” sites without at least one back up.
Now the fun begins! Unloading is never my favorite part and this year will be even worse as I brought so much food with us. The house looks great as does the yard–Milton does a fabulous job!
By late Sunday evening everything was out of the motorhome and the majority of it put away. I ran out of steam and just stuck the bins in corners until tomorrow–it can wait. The Cowboy started several projects today–we went and retrieved the backhoe from its summer home (our friend Brian stores it for us and uses it when he needs a backhoe.) The Cowboy is going to start the guest house porch roof project–uffdah–that’s a big project!
It’s amazing what heat and water will do–our trees are growing so much, even the ones we planted this past spring right before heading back to Montana have grown at least a foot.