San Juan River…downtown Pagosa Springs
We have sat in the cool shade of Ponderosa pines and blue spruces for over a week. It’s time to go to town and find a hot spring (and shower.) This is a first for us, been in a few hot springs out in the wilds but no citified pools! Noticing that there is an eight dollar rate for senior citizens we choose a place right across the street from the Pagosa Springs Visitor Center. It is a bit on the run down side but we just want the experience. There are several pools to choose from. (Sorry, no photos.) The sulfur smell is not too strong and it’s truly an enjoyable time.
And we could barely drag ourselves out of the hot water.
There’s a path in the East Fork campground that leads to the river. It’s kind of scary….part of it goes straight down over a bluff….but I have been wanting to hike it before we leave.
The short walk leads to the rushing East Fork of the San Juan, another world away from the campground. Just the river and me. There’s evidence that others have been enjoying the space.
We have fallen in love with this place.
Sylvester loves it also! There are chipmunks everywhere….aggressive little boogers….who have even jumped on Sylvester’s carrier.
There’s one well at the campground that proves to be quite a work out!
Former campers leave us a present…..a tiny hummingbird feeder! I borrow sugar and spend an afternoon watching three hummingbirds and two yellow jackets bombard each other.
Taking naps is another important part of the day.
We decide to attend the Wednesday night Parelli Ranch barbecue…David missed it a few weeks earlier.
There’s good food, beautiful horses with a lovely view and a wonderful guitar picking singer.
There’s only one thing left on our Pagosa Springs to do list…go to the Chimney Rock ruins. (Next blog).
Our time in the mountains is running out….just over a week left!
(Gotta get this published and hit the road!)