
Weekend
camping tends to be more difficult. As a full-timer, we don’t care that it is a
weekend or a holiday; we just want a good place to camp. This time we were in
an area with a weekend Blues Festival. We ended up getting the last campsite at
Pikes Peak State Park on a Thursday.
I took
a morning walk on Deer Ridge Trail. Suddenly, I heard a crash beside me and
realized I startled a deer that was probably sleeping beside the trail. Scared
both of us! The view was gorgeous along the top of a cliff. It overlooks the
Mississippi and Missouri rivers.
The
park has 63 Native American mounds, but we couldn’t find all of them. There
were several conical ones along Deer Ridge Trail. This
one is bear shaped.
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