I began the day by calling campgrounds in Denver, my next stop. I wanted to stay four days to visit with my brother, Jim and his wife, Jessie. I don't know how many I called but I know it ranged far and wide and I thought I was just going to have to move on. Literally the last one on the list for me to call had miraculously a site. She thought it would be a back in, shudder, but I made the reservation. Turned out I was only 15 minutes away from Golden, Co and about 30-45 minutes from Jim's house--Beggar's cannot be choosers! Next time, I'll plan Denver for first and make reservations way in advance.
Had cinnamon roll french toast for breakfast-the hash browns were the highlight of that meal and started down the road. Normally, all of the front range would be visible to my right-Long's Peak most of all-but today the smoke that had drifted into Laramie overnight made the high peaks invisible. (Just like the Tetons.) Arrived at my campsite and found that the folks who were scheduled to be in the other half of my space had not arrived so I got to pull through! Yippie!
Found the closest Starbucks-gotta have that Mocha fix- and a grocery store to replenish the pantry. Back at the camper I open the frig door to store the perishables and the decorative front panel of the bottom door drops down to the floor! What! There are plastic parts (of course) that clip onto the frame and hold the panel on and I can not figure out how to clip it back on. The panel is heavy and there isn't much room to work and since it doesn't affect the operation of the unit I just left it off. The camper will be going to the dealership soon! After all that Quinn and I headed over to Jim's to meet up for dinner out. Quinn got Molly to run and play (an unusual event) and she loved being off leash in his backyard!! Soccer time!
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Does your wildfire smoke create that creepy, weird hazy orange colour with the sun? At least the issue with the fridge is only cosmetic. Perhaps one of the parts has broken preventing it from clipping back on? Sounds like a job for the dealer.
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