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A mural in town

We have been enjoying our time in Creede the folks at the Mountain Views RV Resort have been wonderful to us and we have been able to yogi rides in and out-of-town easily and have really embraced our time off trail.  I honestly feel like I am car camping back home with friends.

As usual, we did our chores but since we didn’t plan to come here we had few extra to do’s which included figuring out some way to get to Lake City and get our resupply boxes.  We visited San Juan Sports a top-notch outfitter in town, beside getting a few dollars from each of us they also were kind enough to let me use their computer for some much-needed banking.

One of the many displays in the mining museum

Zippy, Buttercup and I visited the mining museum in town, it’s a cool place blasted into the side of the gorge above downtown.  The fire station and community hall are all there too right in the mountainside.

The pooh car

We also ran into our friend Mulhe who we last saw as we all dropped down the Creede cut off to come to town.  She told us her tale of being rescued by two Cowboys the other night.  After reaching Goose Creek she couldn’t find where to cross the creek and she couldn’t go higher because of the snow, so she hit her Spot.  4 hours later two Cowboys with a third horse in tow arrived at her camp to rescue hers. They got her loaded up and by the end of the night she was delivered safely in town.
We went back to the resort and hung around then went by a few folks we had met and borrowed some fishing gear to have our hand at catching dinner.  Our new RV friend Holger said he would cook our potatoes on his BBQ while we went and fished.  A few hours later and I had landed two trout, one a nice dandy German Brown Trout.  We stopped back at camp and who should arrive but Snorkel and Cheezy.  Big John was a bit behind but by the time the dish was done all six of us were feasting at Holger’s patio enjoying beer and fish.  We retired to bear lodge for the evening where we were to watch some DVDs we rented only to find thy only had a VCR instead…

My catch of the day

The next day was a bit of long haul for me.  Trail angel extraordinaire Karla Roqumore arrived at 7:30 to pick me up to take me to South Fork so that I could borrow her car to go to Lake City to retire my boxes and Big Johns.  As always she was too much and paid for my amazing breakfast and then gave me her car for the day.

I picked up John the Warrior Hiker who I had not seen really since Pie Town, his feet were a mess and he was headed to Lake City to rest for a week.  We swung by and got the crew and headed to town for breakfast.  We enjoyed some food and then Big John and I headed to Lake City.  The drive was nice through the mountains but it’s still weird to drive these days.
We arrived at the famous Raven’s Rest Hostel run by Lucky.  He met us there to make sure we got our boxes, then went to the PO to help me get a box for Spirit aka Hiker Box who I had first traveled to NM to start our hike from Oregon.  Big John and I rushed back in time to see PPD who was at the resort picking up Snorkel and also graciously proving a ride for Mulhe and Spontaneous who are both taking some time off.

We gave her piles of our stuff and laid plans to make it to see her next week on the 15th I time for my birthday.  I hope we can do it as she promised a homemade pie and cold frosty IPAs.

We ran to town and picked up steaks, corn and potatoes for a feast this evening.  After the final run I raced to South Fork to return Karla’s car and have her run me back.

I arrived in time for the afternoon storm and then sorted my food.  As the sky cleared we went to the bear lodge and cooked our feast of meat and potatoes.  We enjoyed a salad and Buttercup with his charming smile yogied us a homemade lemon cake, and it’s the bomb.

We are keeping our tradition of cooking in town going

We plan to hike out in the morning so it’s time to make some final preparations and get some rest.

Our delicious dessert courtesy of some lovely RV retirees