Sunday was an early start from eastern Colorado’s North Sterling State Park and we were on the road a little after seven. Our reward was to catch sight of an early morning buzzard on the way out of the park.
For those not experienced in seeking out early morning buzzards, they find a high perch in the evening so that in the morning they can just spread their wings in the morning sun to get blood flowing so they can jump off and fly (as opposed to jump off an flop to the ground like a dead fish - which is about what they smell like.)
Further down a back country road through the featureless east Colorado grasslands, we encounter an important historical landmark which says (paraphrased):
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“Right nearby here in 18-something William Hadfield, the first crazy white dude to settle these parts, built a sod house right in the middle of featureless, Cheyenne infested, east Colorado. Rumor has it that he selected this spot because it’s where his horse dropped dead. Some years later, A new neighbor, Rufus McCord moved in a dozen or so miles down the road and hence setting the stage for a feud that would run for decades thereafter.”
The rest of the day was transiting through Denver to finally reach the beautiful southern Rockies, through which all Denver’s 5 million or so inhabitants were also transiting on their way home from a sunny mild weekend. (Fortunately they were all going in the other direction.)
On the way through the mountains we stopped to check out an isolated grave I had spotted during trip planning.
According to “Ruby”, from nearby Sargents Colorado (pop. 20-30) it’s said to be the grave of “Baby Girl” Sanchez, daughter of a late 1800’s railroad worker passing through.
We arrive at our campground near Gunnison Co in time for an evening walk to view the sunset.
Good night form somewhere near Gunnison.
Brad and Val
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