| Narrow area where the horses were driven through. Note the wooden "fence" on both sides. |
| Colorado River Horseshoe at Dead Horse Point |
It was time to put all of the grand splendor of the Utah parks behind us and make our way into Colorado for Mesa Verde National Park. We had a stop midway through that trek at the Four Corners Monument which is not a national park but instead on Navajo land. I can imagine that this place is crazy busy during the summer months because only one person/family can take a photo at any given time. However, maybe the Indian gods were feeling guilty for all of the punishment that we endured with the red dust over consecutive days and we walked up to basically a nonexistent line. After waiting three minutes Adler was at the marker ready to take photos:
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| Utah (top left), Colorado (top right), the rest should be obvious |
At one point along the drive he'd set the iPad down to have a deep philosophical conversation with me. The week before we left on our trip he'd asked Lisa where babies come from but I wasn't present for the conversation. He followed her answer with a question for me, "Dad, who was the first mommy?" His little mind had understood the chicken and egg paradox of needing a mommy to make a baby. I explained the theory of evolution to him and the contrasting idea of immaculate conception. When he pressed me for my beliefs I told him that I leaned towards evolution because if the Bible was true that meant none of the 100 million-year-old rocks and all of the geological wonder we'd marveled at on the trip could have existed because the Bible says the earth is only about six thousand years old. I left him to ponder that thought and eventually he went back to the iPad.
Mesa Verde as the name implies is a green mesa. After spending time crossing between Utah and Arizona it was a relief to finally get beyond my dust nemesis. This area in Colorado had vegetation on the sides of the mesa that made it appear somewhat lush and hospitable. This also meant more wildlife like black bears! Thankfully we didn't see any.
Mesa Verde the national park ended up being the lowest rated stop on our trip. Sure, it was cool to see ancient structures with some dating back to around 500 AD. But you have to drive 20 miles once you enter the park to get to the first one. And did you stop at the Visitor's Center at the entrance and book your tickets for a tour? If not, you're SOL. I don't think the tour would have been appropriate for Adler but they do take you closer for a firsthand look of the structures. Otherwise you're left taking photos from the viewpoints that are often far away. Around this leg of the trip Adler developed a sense of humor and offered one "goofy" pose for every smile. His levity was keeping the mood just right.
The campsite at Mesa Verde is run by a company independent of the actual government and they had a lot of extra bells and whistles that made the night's camping even better: a full grocery store, individual showers, and even WiFi throughout the grounds. After selecting our site we got the tent setup and then Adler decided that he wanted to pick wild flowers for Lisa. He instructed me to text her the photo with the caption, "I'll see you on Thursday. I really, really miss you." What a sweet and loving kid.
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| Flowers for Mom! |
Adler befriended the boy, Logan, camping next to us with his father. The two of them were on a similar father-son outing that started in Colorado Springs and was headed to the Grand Canyon. Adler and Logan tossed a frisbee around for hours while the dads talked about parenting. Later that night after dinner we shared popcorn and hot chocolate between the families and watched the stars. It was a fitting end to the night.
Today's Miles: 282
Total Miles: 2117


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