out where I belong

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.

                              theboondork

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.