The month is June 2017. Summer is approaching as Amy returns from a small trip back to Pennsylvania for a work conference and her birthday. Anxiety and the need to travel creep in like they do just about every weekend that’s calling for nice weather.
Ok enough of that strange narrative speak… but that’s the scene as I approached the first weekend in June last year, and I had a list of places I wanted to explore in Colorado. One of them was the last of the 4 national parks in Colorado that I had yet to visit: Great Sand Dunes National Park.
Because I am crazy, I decided to drive 4.5 hours straight down I-25, the only north-south interstate in Colorado, with plans to nab a spot at a nearby campsite, explore the park and surrounding area, and then sleep in my cozy car for the night.
The car sleeping ended up not working out, due to a mistake on my end in securing a campsite. I found myself standing in the opposite side of the state from where I live at around 5:30PM, pondering what I should do. I was out of sites to see for the day, and while I was feeling tired from exploring all day, I didn’t really have anything else to do and couldn’t justify a hotel room. So I just…. drove 4.5 hours back. Stopped at the most random market outside the park for food and coffee, turned up some One Direction, and cruised home in the beautiful golden light that comes around in the beginning of summer when the days are incredibly long. It ended up being a really swell drive.
With a stop or 2 for energy drinks and a bunch of podcasts and phone calls, I got home around 10:30 feeling quite accomplished. And sleepy.