The Jeep trail going out to my property. Where this road ends, my joy begins.
After I left Cripple Creek I went to my property near 11 mile reservoir to spend a night or two but because of the inclement weather I quickly realized it was only going to be one.
It was kind of cloudy and breezy when I got there in the afternoon but after I got the tent set up it started to rain a little bit so I spent the remainder of the day sitting in the tent with my little Buddy Heater staying warm and dry.
I slept in the truck that night because I'm still trying to find ways to do that comfortably, but other than a little cramped I have no trouble sleeping on my homemade bed in the passenger side of the truck.
It got down in the high 30s that night but I stayed toasty warm in my Wiggy's sleeping bag. But it was fairly uncomfortable when I had to get out of the bag to go in the tent and light the heater. I hate cold mornings, and there especially bad when you have to wake up and immediately go from a warm sleeping bag to outside where it's really cold. It takes me all day to get over that shock.
Since it was not only a pretty chilly morning but also cloudy and rainy I decided to wimp out and go home. I came there to do some shooting, walk in the woods a little bit, and fly my drone. But since the fun factor of none of those activities is increased by being cold and wet I decided to return another day, declared the trip an official success and drove back to Denver.
An infrared picture of the National Forest next to my property. it looks like a winter picture.
Rain showers blowing in from the 39 mile mountains.
My campsite for the night.
A sign of things to come. One lonely Aspen tree is starting to change.
because of the clouds there wasn't much of a sunset, and this is about the best it got. but it doesn't matter, no matter what the sunset looks like I'm always happy when I'm here in the mountains. I think it's the only place where I feel like I belong.