|Trinidad, Colorado. Where the Rockies break to the Great Plains.|
|Simpon's Rest above Trinidad, Colorado|
|Sangre de Cristo from Trinidad|
The pinion and juniper scrub forest also enchants. We see that greenery all around the West, but there’s something in the air or earth that makes it so rightly unique to this Spanish country. It must be the soil. Up around Rock Springs on the I-80 corridor, the grayish white caliche doesn’t give much life. It is the color of death. (More on Rock Springs in later postings. Maybe waaaaay later.)
Back to Walmart. I was taking those pics of colorful Colorado from the Trinidad Walmart as I was composing in my head what I could write about. The Trinidad Walmart is the last, major retail stop before Philmont so we often stop there to pick up the things we forgot or can’t leave without. It’s a magical store in the sense that it must have and odd demographic that shops there. We have found items on clearance that were sold out or unavailable elsewhere (like Heroscape game pieces).
Thinking on those wonders we have found in the past, I went in and found my wife and our Philmont Cub friend sorting swimming noodles. They were on sale!! Now mind you, my wife says it’s not worth buying stuff even on sale if it’s not something you need or really want. Of course she’s been looking for swim noodles. She’s a Cub Leader. Next year’s theme is “Knights of the Round Table.” Noodles make the perfect lances. Problem solved.
|Somehow I don't think they have a lot of swimming pools in Trinidad|