I don't even know where to begin! The nice thing about being a heavy sleeper is that I missed the thunderstorm scare this morning. I awoke instead to a pleasant overcast fog, cool temperatures, and no anxiety. Breakfast was a feast made of one pound of bacon and five eggs cooked every way we could experiment.
We took the day to go into Buena Vista rather than onward to Durango. Approximately 15/20 minutes away lies downtown Buena Vista where we indulged in coffee and free WiFi. We then took off on foot to cover the entire town in maybe thirty minutes. Buena Vista is a tough place to describe. Where it lacks in size it makes up in bounds with character.
We went to a restaurant/brewhouse (Eddyline) for a house made beer before a walk along the Arkansas river. The best part is a little setup made to look like a mini living room outside. A couch, lamp, chair, table, and rug made out of tiles sat along the river. Both Mickey and I were pleasantly surprised to reminisce that our trip to Eddyline was neither of our first time there. (My last was a lovely lunch with Mickey and his parents on our first Durango to Fort Collins drive a few weeks ago.)
Later back at camp we hiked upward along the creek following what may have been a maintenance trail leading to various spots of manmade water rerouting systems. The sheer delight of finding hidden, seclusive spots by the river can not be taken lightly. We walked along seeking the sun in search of the warmest rocks to sit on. It felt as if time stopped and the world turned on without us as we lay like snakes in the sun on the bank of the creek.
The latter half of the evening was devoted to dinner, a fire, reading, and a sweet bottle of moscato. Here I must interject the importance of dinner. A glorious meal- burritos!! Mickey used his culinary art skills to perfectly season ground beef, corn, red kidney beans, and tomato's/chilis. I'm actually drooling as I write this. It's a camping must because the ingredients were cheap (canned veggies) it didn't take long to make, and it was both mouthwatering and filling. The only part that may be hard to find, and here is where I luck out, is a burrito rolling master like Mickey.
As I lay here on my second night in the tent I am awestruck once more by this magical life I have the unforseen luck to continue to live one more day.
~Brianna
~Brianna
*side note* July third: the beans/corn/beef makes an AMAZING leftover corn salsa paired with cracked pepper and olive oil triscuits (:









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