It had been a long basketball season. We finished 8-15, but making it to Regionals which felt good. The experience was trying to say the least. The angry parents and long bus trips took me away from spending time with my wife and getting out in the backcountry. At this point, I was not sure if I could stomach it
for another season. There was just too much work and not enough free time for me during the season. So the season finished Tuesday and on Saturday we were on our way to Hovenweep National Monument for a camping trip. Neither of us had ever been there before so this would be a new experi
ence. We made the drive longer than necessary going through Blanding, but it was a beautiful trip. We arrived, went to the visitor center, paid our fee, got some information, got a campsite, and were off on a hike. According to the SCA working the visitor center, the monument only had one trail so that must be the one near our campsite. It was a loop that went by all the ruins. The ruins were fairly well preserved for their age. The trail was flat most of the way going around the mesa above the canyon where all the ruins were so my rapidly expanding wife could continue to keep hiking. We went out to all of the viewpoints to see all of the differ
ent houses and towers. The trail did take a small dip when it went into the canyon. The pregnant lady handled it rather easily, though, as the loop trip took us a little under an hour. I was wishing that there would be more hiking time for me, but it was easy to just sit back in our campsite and enjoy the day. We played cards and liked the fact that we could actually have short sleeves on for a time. As the evening approached, we went for a short walk around the campground. What we discovered was another trailhead. Hmm, definitely got some misinformation at the visitor center. We decided to go ahead and walk this section of tr
ail. It was a bit more challenging for Jacqueline being that it started out almost immediately going steeply downhill. It took us through some narrow crevices, but then flattened out as we hit the canyon bottom. We walked on this one for nearly an hour until we realized that we were going to have to get some dinner in before it got too dark. Back for some high sodium camping food, more games, and just some general relaxation for once. The t-shirts
were traded for the Fargo hat in the evening which I brought on a whim, but was now becoming very useful. We climbed in the Xterra for the evening once it got dark with our little speaker for music and headlamps for light to keep the wilderness game night going. As we slept, we could hear the weather changing. Rain began to pound down on our home for the evening and when I awoke to make some breakfast, it
had to be done in a windy, rainy mess. It made me dread the drive home and for good reason. We went the shorter way this time and visibility was really poor. Until we got on the highway to Dove Creek, I was wondering if we were going to get stuck out there since no one was driving that road. As took the road from Dove Creek to Norwood, we finally got out of the wet, thick snow as we went down the hill to the Dolores River. Norwood had a little snow, but not much when we got there. The weekend was fantastic, though, and it made us long for the next Saturday when we could do the same thing all over again.
for another season. There was just too much work and not enough free time for me during the season. So the season finished Tuesday and on Saturday we were on our way to Hovenweep National Monument for a camping trip. Neither of us had ever been there before so this would be a new experi
ence. We made the drive longer than necessary going through Blanding, but it was a beautiful trip. We arrived, went to the visitor center, paid our fee, got some information, got a campsite, and were off on a hike. According to the SCA working the visitor center, the monument only had one trail so that must be the one near our campsite. It was a loop that went by all the ruins. The ruins were fairly well preserved for their age. The trail was flat most of the way going around the mesa above the canyon where all the ruins were so my rapidly expanding wife could continue to keep hiking. We went out to all of the viewpoints to see all of the differ
ent houses and towers. The trail did take a small dip when it went into the canyon. The pregnant lady handled it rather easily, though, as the loop trip took us a little under an hour. I was wishing that there would be more hiking time for me, but it was easy to just sit back in our campsite and enjoy the day. We played cards and liked the fact that we could actually have short sleeves on for a time. As the evening approached, we went for a short walk around the campground. What we discovered was another trailhead. Hmm, definitely got some misinformation at the visitor center. We decided to go ahead and walk this section of tr
ail. It was a bit more challenging for Jacqueline being that it started out almost immediately going steeply downhill. It took us through some narrow crevices, but then flattened out as we hit the canyon bottom. We walked on this one for nearly an hour until we realized that we were going to have to get some dinner in before it got too dark. Back for some high sodium camping food, more games, and just some general relaxation for once. The t-shirts
were traded for the Fargo hat in the evening which I brought on a whim, but was now becoming very useful. We climbed in the Xterra for the evening once it got dark with our little speaker for music and headlamps for light to keep the wilderness game night going. As we slept, we could hear the weather changing. Rain began to pound down on our home for the evening and when I awoke to make some breakfast, it
had to be done in a windy, rainy mess. It made me dread the drive home and for good reason. We went the shorter way this time and visibility was really poor. Until we got on the highway to Dove Creek, I was wondering if we were going to get stuck out there since no one was driving that road. As took the road from Dove Creek to Norwood, we finally got out of the wet, thick snow as we went down the hill to the Dolores River. Norwood had a little snow, but not much when we got there. The weekend was fantastic, though, and it made us long for the next Saturday when we could do the same thing all over again.
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