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Hello friends!! We spent July second traveling all the way to Durango and setting up camp. A lo0o0ongggg day of driving.
Here is my account for July third! :)

     I feel finally settled in. We just finished moving campsites to achieve the setup we wanted. We have a plot of land it seems completely surrounded by trees, our spot is just a clearing in it's thick. We are several yards from a bubbling creek and nestled just beyond our tent hidden in some trees is a second creek with a little miniature waterfall and pool area.

     I feel like a woodland nymph hidden in these trees and as if time passes differently back here. More quietly, slowly, with purpose. Today we hiked up an even steeper trail, which I never imagined could exist. It was so beautiful amidst the pain of hiking at such an incline. The trees glistened in the sun and gave the impression that there were mystical creatures hiding behind rocks and beyond the pines. When we were nearing (what we thought may be - there were no markers or signs) the summit of the trail ominous black clouds began to creep in on us. Much to our dissatisfaction we were forced to turn around and basically run down the trail to avoid any impending danger.

     After our hike we took a trip into Durango for supplies, since it was raining anyway. We ate tacos, enchiladas, and chile verde at a Mexican place (Tequila's) and made use of their wifi. When we made it back to camp we settled in to read 'Franny + Zooey' by J.D. Salinger and to roast some cookie butter (delicious heaven) infused smokes. All was cozy and delightful until in the middle of a sentence there was a FREAKING BEAR APPROACHING!!! Mickey stood and motioned for me to follow him to the parking lot as 2 large black masses stalked beside us in the twilight. With no keys to the cars or weapons beyond the two knives we were yielding I did the only thing I could think to do- set off Mickey's car alarm. The beasts hurled past us as we kneeled beside the car ready to attack what attacked us. Out of the darkness emerged a camper who informed us that the eminent danger we found ourselves in was merely imagined because the beasts in the darkness were free range cattle heading to the stream for a drink.

     I have no words other than I suppose I know how I would act under what would be a believed bear encounter. As usual, I would be the loudest one around.
~Brianna