I'll let the pictures do the talking:
We stayed in this cabin, which had no bathroom or showers (there was an outhouse and, up at the main ranch complex, showers; I like camping, but for a full week I want regular showers):
|Elevation around 8,000 feet|
|That's me channeling Lawrence of Arabia. Actually I was chasing down Will, who had no fear of the pathless dunes.|
I had a wonderful run on the park road paralleling the Dunes before we left.
Once at the cabin, we settled right in. In the morning, I had another wonderful run and then cooled off in the La Plata River, which was literal feet from the cabin's front door.
|A river runs through it (it being my bottom): I took an ice bath just like this after all of my runs at the cabin.|
|Wonderful soft dirt and gravel surfaces, some in shade, some in sun.|
|Lakes and meadows to run around. I was careful, but Dan managed to turn his ankle on one of his runs in a high pasture.|
|This was the view to the north.|
|Ruthie and I climb out of a kiva at one of Mesa Verde's cliff dwellings.|
|Pretty sure God made the Great Sand Dunes for kids. And walking on them is good for grown-up calves too. No way did I run on them, though.|