We left Coyote Creek to the last of the golden Aspen leaves blowing on the wind. It was a paint with all the "Colors of the Wind" moment if you get the reference. Hard to leave this place but the knowledge that they pulled the plug and shut off the water on Halloween morning prompted us to get up and head down the mountain that Sunday before.
Well this week sees us back in one of our very favorite states - New Mexico - and absolutely one of our favorite mountain ranges, the Sangre de Cristo mountains near Taos. Although we can barely breath up here it still feels like a load is lifted when you step out and gasp for that first deep breath of mountain air. Gorgeous.
This Saturday, our last day at Coyote Creek and Halloween weekend, we were comfortable that we had a neighbor staying over. It was after 1:00 p.m. and they were still there. We had discussed how it would be a bit fun and spooky if we were left alone on our last night.