Frisco, Colorado

We have allowed ourselves three driving days to get back home to Nebraska from Capitol Reef National Park, Utah. Great Husband chose a National Forest Service campground at Lake Dillon by Frisco, Colorado for Thursday night’s stay. Alas, the NFS had barred our access with a big gate and Closed sign.

I-70 across Colorado is no-man’s land for RVs. We don’t see any others on the road and there are no campgrounds posted on the service signs along the interstate, either private or public. I’m speculating that in this land of ski-bums and fancy resort towns, perhaps there has been a concerted effort to keep RVs out and expensive condominiums in. Or maybe there just isn’t enough level space to devote to campers.

Knowing that Walmart has a policy of allowing free overnight camping in their parking lots, we accepted that option, and did just our second night of camping outside of a park setting since picking up the Escape 19 three weeks ago. It is lovely to be self-contained and have a little home that accommodates all our worldly needs no matter where we are. Great Husband did not appreciate, however, the loudspeaker announcement at midnight, “We are now closed. Thank you for shopping at Walmart.”

Checking out the historic district in Georgetown, CO,
an old mining town with 200 original buildings still standing