So, I am going to be doing a little catching up the next couple weeks, so I can share my photos with ya'll.
As some of you know, I convinced Corbyn to go with me to Mesa Verde over the Labor Day holiday. A couple of lessons learned:
1. Monticello/Blanding is a long and boring freaking drive. Tom/Nancy - I don't know how you do it.
2. Bring your own firewood to National Parks. We planned to "rough it"... we brought a tarp and our sleeping bags, along with a cooler full of breakfast food to cook on the campfire, thinking we would gather our own wood. Not allowed. (Probably so they can make a steal getting niave campers like us to pay $7/bundle.
3. Deer in National Parks are not afraid of humans. Yes, one almost ran us over in our sleeping bags. I missed it... I was asleep, but when I woke up, Corbyn and Zach were both kind of freaking out. NOTE: this is not the first time Corbyn has been awakened by the wildlife while camping. About 4 years ago, we were camping near Bear Lake and I woke up to see Corbyn standing in the middle of our camp in nothing but his undies. He thought he heard a bear.
4. The old indians were obsessed with bathtubs. Ok, yeah, so "archeologists" call them Kivas and say they were ceremonial, but to me... they are just bathtubs. Everywhere. Half the space in the house was occupied by the bathtub.
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