Hello Again! Writing you from the Glenwood Springs, Colorado area, we leave in the morning for Priest Gulch campground in southwest Colorado. Just had to fill you in on our adventures the last few days! You may be wondering what do bears, vapor caves and diesel have in common? Not much! Other than it’s what we’ve been doing. Grab a cup of tea and I’ll fill you in!
First – the vapor caves – what an experience! We booked a day of indulgence for ourselves at Yampah Hot Springs and Spa. They have these caves (real caves, not man made) that are full of hot steam and water. I didn’t research it to get all the technical geological stuff about it. But, it’s about 125 degrees in these caves. The Ute Indians discovered them hundreds of years ago and used them for healing. It’s been operating as a hot springs spa since the late 1800’s. You descend the stairs into very dark, hot, steamy caves that have stone benches. There’s a garden hose in the middle of the caves you can turn on for cold water, and small buckets to fill to take cold water to your spot with you. Smells very sulfur-y everywhere. And so you sit and/or lay on the stone benches and sweat. And try not to panic about being underground, in the dark, in 125 degrees of hot steamy air. Yes, people, including us, pay money for this torture! Actually, we really enjoyed it. And then we got a mineral bath (same hot water from below in tubs, so hot you have to work up to getting into it), and then massages. Very nice day of pampering!
We did a great hike the other day, taking the advice of the US Forest Service lady we talked to and went to a trail that wasn’t on my trail app. This is where the bears come in. But first, some background. We ran into a very sweet older lady on the early part of the trail. She was coming down from the hike, we were going up. Stopped to chat with her and she shared a story of 4 years ago, she and her husband, who is now passed away, hiked this trail and ran into a bear on the trail. She turned and ran, he stayed and got some pictures then made movements and noise and the bear ran away. She told us about where it was on the trail, near some old discarded mining equipment. (She also told us about her daughter’s restaurant in a near by little town which we visited that night and was one of the best meals we’ve had out in a long time). Anyhow, we go on with our hike, get to the old mining equipment and stop to look at it. We’re hiking deep in a canyon, with tall canyon walls on each side of us, the trail runs along a beautiful stream in the bottom of the canyon. I look up the side of the canyon to see if there’s remnants of the old mine, and instead see Mama Bear and her 2 Cubs! Mama is a very big brown bear, and the cubs are one brown and one black. She saw us, looked us over for a minute and moved on her way with the cubs following.
There’s not a lot of “flat” ground when you’re in a canyon – so the bear was heading right towards where our trail was going. We turned around and headed out! Not chancing a closer encounter with Mama and Cubs! Steve tried to get a couple of pictures, but didn’t get them. He ended up with the trees above the bears (he didn’t have time to put on his glasses and he couldn’t see very well). Steve says if anyone asks, the bears were 50 feet away. Just kidding! He guesses they were 200 yards. Close enough to be fun to see, but wouldn’t want them any closer! If we hadn’t talked with the nice lady at the beginning of the trail, I don’t think we would have stopped to look at the mining equipment and look up to see the bears. The trail was very rocky and we had to watch our feet every step, so we weren’t looking up at all until right then. Here’s a link to a few pictures of the canyon and stream: https://photos.app.goo.gl/ZHAyespgMkN49J117
So now for the diesel part – since we’re leaving in the morning for a more remote area, Steve went to get the oil changed in the truck and fill up the tanks with diesel. We like to start our trips with both the truck fuel tank and our reserve tank full. We have an auxiliary fuel tank in the bed of our truck, that is connected to the truck fuel tank. So we can carry about 40 gallons more of fuel. There’s a switch in the cab of the truck he turns on when the tank needs fuel, and it will flow from the auxiliary tank into the truck tank. Amazing the things we know now that we had never heard of before this RV adventure began!
Anyhow, I’m cleaning the RV, mopping floors, when he comes home and looks very distraught. “I’ve made a big mistake, Anita”. Oh crap! He looks so sad! What could be wrong?? He pulled up at the gas station, was distracted, didn’t pay enough attention, and accidentally put Ethanol into the reserve fuel tank instead of diesel. Diesel pumps always have green handles. Guess what – so do Ethanol pumps evidently! He caught his mistake and only put a gallon or two in. But – what to do? So he called two diesel truck service places and got conflicting advise. First one said, if you run that Ethanol through your diesel engine you’ll ruin the engine. Oh dear that’s not good! But it’s Friday before Labor Day weekend and he can’t get us in until Tuesday. Really not good. Then there’s the second guy who says, it’s no big deal, fill up the rest of the auxiliary tank with diesel, it will dilute the Ethanol enough it won’t hurt anything. At least he didn’t think it probably, most likely wouldn’t. Hmm…and he was closing for the day and could take us on Tuesday if we wanted. Great.
So….we called our friend Rob back home. If you have been reading my blog, you’ll remember Rob is the super nice guy Steve met at a gas station (are you picking up on this coincidence like I am right now???) before we left for Alaska on our first RV trip. I don’t think we would have made it out of Ohio without his help back then. He taught us how to operate our new RV, made improvements to our truck to support the towing of the heavy RV, installed the hitch for us, and so much more. He gave us lessons on how to hitch and unhitch. He showed us how to operate the leveling jacks. I called him from the road on our “maiden voyage” so many times and he walked me through electrical issues, bent shocks, you name it! He suggested draining the auxiliary tank and not risking running Ethanol through the engine. He gave Steve instructions about how to unhook the fuel line to drain the tank. But, we got to looking at it and were afraid we’d mess something up. So, Steve went to Walmart and got a siphon and pulled all the Ethanol/diesel fuel out of the tank. If you know Steve, you know this was a Big Deal. He bought the right thing, put it together, figured out how to use it, and got the job done. We have come a long way! Thank you again, Rob!!
Now we’re all caught up. Enjoy the long weekend and I’ll have more reports from our next spot!