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Friday, July 25, 2008, Campground, Cimarron, Colorado
We woke up around 6:30 and took down the tent and got ready to go. After our Bible time, we decided to splurge and go to the best breakfast place in town (according to Belinda, the camp manager) – Nana’s Country Cooking, only 2 miles out of the way. We ordered two extra plates of pancakes. The food was delicious. We ate our normal amount and we left little for the dishwasher to clean. We finally left at 10:00. The wind was against us and we were climbing our fourth-to-the-last summit. The going was slow. I thought the breakfast would help, but I’m not sure. Everyone was sleepy and lethargic. It took about 3 ½ hours to climb the summit; finally, the downhill.We coasted down into Cimarron. We were planning to go further, but all of the sudden a huge wind storm blew against us and brought in big grey clouds. Thinking it would rain on us, we made camp at the only campground in Cimarron for $12.00 – no showers, but they had a grill. At least we were there early, around 2:00 pm, so we had time to look around. There was a beautiful clear river that wound its way through a canyon next to a dam. We went fishing there, but no luck. I had one on all the way to the bank before it shook out the hook. Too bad. Becky went running on a nearby trail. At dusk we returned and cooked up 10 lbs. of potatoes. It took forever to cook. 25 miles.