I got to the Paseo del Rio campground at about 8:30 this morning, I really didn't need to get here that early but I was awake, and packed up with nothing to do so I just came on over here. When I got to the campground there was no one here except the trailer that was here yesterday so hopefully it won't get crowded this weekend.
I had no trouble at all getting through the front entrance, and it looked to me like anything but the largest trailer could make it through, so my earlier concern was for naught. There's a fine line between senseless worry, and just being cautious.
When I got here there were already people parked in the "day use" parking lot walking their dogs and walking the trail that runs alongside the Rio Grande. I guess they come out early to beat the heat that is becoming more and more prevalent in this area. It looks like it's definitely time for me to start ambling North before it gets uncomfortable this far South.
I moseyed down the road that runs through the campground towards the dam as far as it goes, and it ends at the old fish hatchery where private property signs give fair warning you have reached the end the owners hospitality. There's a house there that appears to have been built at the same time as the hatchery, and someone is living there, maybe it's a caretaker.
The setting sun got stuck behind some thick clouds and things turned pink for a while.
This wild flower is about an inch and a half wide and grows in spots around here. It caught my attention because it grows kind of low to the ground and the purple pedals pop out against the drab background.