Gosh, sitting with the camper that close to the creek and the nighttime temperatures getting down into the 20s, it takes every blanket, quilt and comforter you have with you all piled on the bed. But it seems like all that weight just makes you sleep sounder, and if you do have to get up during the night for a potty call, you do your thing as quick as you can so you can get back under those warm blankets.
Sure, our camper has a good propane furnace and it keeps the camper warm. However, it operates on 12 V, so we don't like to keep it running all night. We prefer to turn it on early in the morning, and then jump back in bed until the camper warms up. Gosh, and some people still camp in a tent!
Looking out the camper windows when we first get out of bed, the willows along the creek were all covered in a heavy layer of white frost, and there were little skims of ice glistening on the beaver ponds where the water wasn't moving fast. It looked beautiful, but I'm glad we weren't out there fishing. Each morning after a warm breakfast we were anxious to get on with a day of sightseeing and we usually got started before 7:30 a.m.
On the morning of the 30th we decided to go out to Highway 134 and then directly across it and down the Lynx Pass road. It isn't very far down that road until another road turns off to the left and that road eventually leads back to Highway 134, and it winds through some beautiful country. We found lots of patches of beautiful golden aspen intermingled with the pine. Of course, some of the pine are infected with the pine beetle and have turned red. However, this time of year, a red tree looks natural, so it's hard to give thought to the pine beetle and its devastating affects on our forest.
We turned around at the end of the road and backtracked to the Lynx Pass Road and continued our sightseeing. Regardless which direction we were looking or facing, we had beautiful golden aspen in our sights. Going the direction we were going, the sun was behind us and some of the patches of aspen were glowing like a yellow blaze. Every once in while, some of these bright yellow and golden aspen had just a shimmering of red near the top branches. No fooling, that time of morning with the sun lighting them like it was, they actually looked like they were blazing with fire!
We had the whole road to ourselves, not meeting another vehicle. With just two of us in the vehicle and all that beauty surrounding us, our minds, or at least mine, were 1,000,000 miles from civilization. We were not in any hurry at all and every time we saw something beautiful we stopped to document it with the digital camera. And believe me, we were stopping often!
Miles have no meaning on a trip like this. Gosh, you see so much beauty you think surely you must have driven several miles, but glancing down at the odometer you see your day -- at least in miles -- has just begun. After countless stops and lots of oohs and aahs, we got to the road that turns off and goes to Teepee Creek.
This road turns off just before you get to the Lynx Pass campground and rest area, both of which were closed. We continued up that road towards Teepee Creek and we were in lodgepole pine forest. About the first things I noticed were the very large and tall lodgepole trees. Gosh, they only had a few branches near the very top of the tree.
I guess I must have been imagining I was one of those tall graceful lodgepole pine because I said out loud to myself, "Hey you little squirts of lodgepole pine down there; I'm way up here in the air. I don't need all my branches so I've dropped some to make room for you, so hurry up and get up here and keep me company."