Same morning routine as before except that Mary doesn’t feel well. She’s cold, which is something that almost never happens. I suspect the cause is the previous day’s sunburn. So, we lay low around the campsite all morning doing next to nothing. After lunch, Mary napped while I and our friends went to soak in the pools. Now the thing about the pools that was a surprise to me was the extent to which they made me uncomfortable. I could not for the life of me submerge above my chest without having difficulty breathing. Don’t know why, but it was a fact. As long as the water was below my chest, I was fine. As soon as I dipped lower, I couldn’t breathe. So mostly I just stretched out in the reclining chairs, soaked up sun and people-watched.
That night, we ate in the restaurant again, shopped in the gift shop, drank a few nightcaps and retired early in order to break camp by 7:00 am. Did I mention that camping is hard work?
Rose before daybreak, made coffee, ate, and began packing up and hitching up. Pulled out at 7:10, stopped at the dump station and were on the road by 7:30, us in the lead. Took route 285 north and then 160 east to I-25 north. Stopped in Pueblo, CO, for gas and lunch, then Castlerock, CO, to top off the gas again. Arrived home about 4:30 pm, exhausted. Emptied the important stuff from Yertle and BATmobile, but left storing and unhitching Yertle for tomorrow.
I have decided that 400 miles per day pulling a camper is my absolute limit, so I think from this point forward, I will try hard to limit my Airstreaming to a maximum distance of 300 miles per day.
Stay tuned for Yertle’s next adventure coming up in mid May.