On The Edge 07/16/20

Winding River RV Resort, Grand Lake, Colorado

The prudent see danger and take refuge, but the simple keep going and suffer for it.  ~ Proverbs 27:12

Hahaha!  I love the verse for today. I don’t plan these things, I put the dates, places and verses into Word well in advance of the actual day.  😊

Another good devotion from today.

Wanna hear something funny?  Our next campground is 17 miles away – – as the crow flies.  But it’s either 48 miles or 140 miles to drive there.  The difference?  We’re moving from one side of the National Park to the other.  So crows?  Seventeen.  The Park road, also known as, Trail Ridge Road, goes through the Park?  Forty-eight, because of all the twists and turns.  If we want to avoid those, we have to do an end-around outside the Park, which means – 140.

We’d like to be crows, but since that’s not possible, we’re driving through.  At 12,183’ (highest point), Trail Ridge Road is the highest paved road in the National Park system. We would climb over 4000’ in less than 10 miles. Blaine already made sure the coach could make it when we drove up to Alpine and a bit beyond the other day, plus he spoke with two different Park Rangers, and he did some online research.

Wanna hear something else funny?  We saw white pelicans from our campsite this morning!  What?!?!?  Yep.  Believe it or not. . . .   Sorry I don’t have picture proof, but apparently they hang out in the Granby Reservoir/Grand Lake area.

Our drive today was also different because I didn’t ride in the coach.  In order to make Blaine’s drive easier, it was determined that I’d follow in the Jeep so he’d have one less thing to worry about.  That also meant that I could take a few interesting pictures.  It may look really scary, and like I’m not paying attention to my driving, but you have to understand that 1.  I never took a risk.  And 2.  We drove really slow most of the way, especially around those tight turns.  I’m talking 15-20mph. Practically a crawl.

And the good Lord saw fit to not have anyone following us throughout the most difficult part of the drive!  We prayed for that, and also that if anyone should come up behind us (the speed limit is 35 or 45 depending where you are on the road), that they would be patient drivers.  And once again, the Lord responded to our plea, because once we did attract a following, which wasn’t until we crossed over the Alpine area, they were very patient until Blaine got to a place large enough for us to pull over and let them pass.  Thank You, Father!

Still, even with that, it wasn’t completely without its challenges.  Because driving a 40’ motorhome on a narrow road along the edge of a 9-12,000’ cliff wasn’t challenging enough, He thought to throw in a deer, a marmot, some road construction, a motorcycle stopped over the yellow line who refused to budge as we inched by (she almost suffered foot injuries! And she had plenty of room to move over!), and a Class C motorhome rental that decided they should straddle the center line.  Guess we should’ve added a few more specifics to our prayers, huh?

Enjoy the trip!  You’ll probably never see pictures like this again.  😊

Leaving the campground.
The dirty, dusty road once again. Fortunately, it wasn’t as bad as last time. They’ve graded it, removing the washboard effect, and well-watered it as they worked the other day, so it’s dry now, but not nearly as bad.
We had to stop and hook up the Jeep in order to enter the Park,
since our pass for today is only good for one vehicle.
We’re gonna pull into that parking lot (were we parked to view the elk yesterday), and unhook the Jeep.
Even the Rangers told us to do that. Very strange, but necessary, I suppose.
And now we’re separated for the remainder of the drive.
Signs are everywhere ~ if you’re gonna pull off on the side of the road, you must have all four tires on the right side of the white line. I think that sign describes these people well, don’t you?
Thankfully, no one was coming the other direction.
I think they leave this “Icy Road” sign flashing all year. : )
This is the place where the marmot decided to cross the road in front of Blaine.
He didn’t stick around long enough for me to snap his picture though.
Probably scared the bejeebers outta him! : )
There are 5 hairpin turns you have to maneuver to reach the top, and they have the signs numbered for you. : )
This one’s #2.
We’re up to the area where you can see Wyoming.
The Alpine Visitor Center is just around the bend.
Well, actually two bends. : )
The Visitor Center is actually around this bend.
We’re beyond the VC now.
Coming up to the really scary part now,
so I threw my phone into the passenger seat to keep me from temptation.
Heading downhill, and toward Estes Park. The difficult part is now over.
This is us!
Waiting for our turn.

We’ve never had to wait in line to check into a campground before.  It took about 15 minutes for them to move us up so we could go inside and check in.  Guess they get crazy busy here at check-in time.  Nice people though.  Seems very professionally run, but the sites here are close together, and you don’t get to choose.  They choose for you, so that makes you a bit nervous.  Once we were set up and looked around the place, we realized that they gave us one of their better sites with more room.  Reserving a year in advance must’ve paid of!  Way ta go, Blaine!

Elk Meadow Lodge & RV Resort, Estes Park, Colorado

The only other thing we did on this overcast day, was drive into the town of Estes Park to pick up some groceries at a “real” grocery store – rather than the small town touristy places in Grand Lake.

Tomorrow we’ll begin our quest to see what this side of the Rocky Mountain National Park has to offer!

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