Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park - Colorado

As I was driving into Colorado, I decided to stop in Grand Junction to have a reset day. I booked a RV site for the first time in a while, since I could dump the trailer, get a shower, do my laundry, and have wifi, so I could work. Luckily, it was pretty even pavement, so I didn’t have any trouble just staying hitched. It was right on the Colorado River, which made my walk with Dobby on my break so blissful. 

The next day, I packed up and headed to a couple of trailer parts stores to get the tongue hitch replaced. This jack seems not to be in stock anywhere in Grand Junction. But I am just flowing. 

I fucking hate Jeff Bezos and I try as hard as I can not to use Amazon, but fuck that turned out to be my only option. I ordered the tongue jack and decided to continue leaving the trailer hitched to the truck until it arrived. 

As I was arriving closer to Black Canyon, I saw a trailer store and thought on a whim they may just fucking have the tongue jack. I pulled up and was able to get the part! Fuck Amazon, now I have to return the other one. 

Dobby and I were feeling good going with the flow! We arrived at some BLM land outside of Black Canyon National Park. I was warned about the mud, and damn Colorado, you hit me with the mud day three. I was able to get Tommy and The Tank tucked in some Juniper Trees and threw the hammock up. This is what it’s all about. The birds, the breeze, the pages of my book rubbing against my fingers, and Dobby swaying away with me. 

After lots of hiking and driving, I decided to take a day to just be home and take care of a few things on The Tank. It was nice to be putting my energy into my home on wheels. I think it tightens our bond. 

The next day, I explored Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park. It was a day full of sun, wind, and rain. After not being able to get a permit for the trail I initially planned to go on, I had to get a permit for the longer, and apparently slightly more difficult, trail to the bottom of the canyon. The ranger had said that there hadn’t been rain, so the trail shouldn’t be too slick, but he didn’t know that I bring the rain with me. After making it 2,000 feet down out of the 3,000, I turned around. I hear the river running through the bottom of the canyon is breathtaking and one day I’ll see it, but not today. It was tough! It made the Grand Canyon feel like a fun stroll. 

After a very exciting and quick trip, it was time to continue south to Mesa Verde National Park! 

DropBox Link for Black Canyon: Black Canyon NP