Beaver Creek Canyon. It seems everything in this little town has one of those three words in it. We’re stayin’ in Beaver Creek Canyon Campground. If we’re in a canyon, I don’t know it. We haven’t seen a creek as yet and there isn’t a beaver in sight.
We’re stayin’ put today because it is oh so windy outside. We must be having gusts close to 40 – 45 mph. Not a day to stay on the road.
During a lull I went out to take some pictures.
Each site has a three sided structure with picnic table “built in” inside.
Some must be summer long residents, year after year, or maybe this is in fact home. I know this because their “little'” three sided structure has, shall we say, grown. The sliding glass doors were a dead giveaway too.
There is a Mexican restaurant on site but we didn’t eat there. I also thought $3.50 was a bit high for laundry, washing and drying, so I didn’t do that either.
We just chilled. All day.
We’re getting up early tomorrow and heading out. If we can get on the road by eight then we can beat the predicted winds further south. At least that’s what we’re hoping.
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