There is a wildfire burning up Red Mountain Pass near the avalanche shed. The highway is closed from Ouray to Ironton Park. Not that I'm particularly worried about this fire, but it looks like it's going to be a long, hot summer, perfect for wildfires. Mike and I are accumulating in one spot items we need to take on a moment's notice, important papers, meds, food for Dempsey, anything that is irreplaceable. Scary stuff but the price we pay for living in paradise. Mineral Farms Lane has been graded and gravel spread. There is more to come on the upper part of the road, but for now, it's so much more driveable. Mike, the pothole man, is happy. Camp Bird Road is open past Engineer Pass, but last I heard, it is not open on the Telluride side. That could have changed in the last few days. I got out our plat map the other day, because I'd forgotten the names of our two ponds. The upper pond is Miser's Dream Lake, and the lower is Mis...
Between having norovirus June 21st - what a nasty virus! - and coming home from Seattle with covid July 2nd, which I now have passed on to Mike, it feels like life stresses are catching up to me. That said, Seattle was really fun, especially since there are mountains. Life in Ouray continues to be a love/hate with tourists - love the money they spend, don't particularly like having to dodge them on Main Street all the time. I've been pretty isolated with those viruses, so when I do get to town, it's shocking to see so.many.people! Firefighters and other emergency personnel did a remarkable job getting and keeping the fire up Red Mountain Pass contained. Since there wasn't a cloud in the sky, preliminary report is human-caused. We will keep our to-go pile current and available until snowfall. There is the cutest fawn hanging out with its mom right around the Radles' house. I got to see it yesterday, and it still has its spots. No Oura...
At 8:00 this morning, it was 45 degrees, going for a high of 53 or so. It did not get below freezing last night. We have another four or five days of this ridiculousness before it gets back to normal temperatures. There is no snow in sight. As I write this, Dempsey is sunning himself on the deck. Mike and I went up to Ironton last Friday to snowshoe/ski, and it was really beautiful as always. Dempsey went with us, more about that in a bit. The trail I was on had not been groomed nor had there been much traffic. I try to stay out of the cross-country ski tracks, so I was going through four or five inches of snow. Veenstras' trail has become an all-purpose trail. Once Alex, Dustin, Marchelle, Aaron, Mike, and I had made the trail, on any given day, one will see these tracks: snowshoe, snowboard, skis, boots, dogs, elk, deer, fox, rabbits. I am so grateful for that trail. And on the topic of gratitude, our ...
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