Heron Lake has five campgrounds, two with hookups, for a total of 115 sites and a few more places where camping is allowed. A lot of rocky mountain junipers and pinon and some nice space between sites. With the annual $225 pass, the sites without hookups are free and the ones with electricity are $4. One can stay for 21 days. Heron Lake has about ten miles of trails for hiking, running, and mountain biking. Very nice. I generally always see some osprey on my morning runs. The lake can be beautiful shades of green when the light is right. REALLY need to get a kayak next year if the other lakes I’ll be checking out are as nice as this one. Been practicing Tai Chi, hitting the trails, sent some silver pieces out, shooting my long bow, and watching the moon work towards full. Life is good.
The last two nights it has gotten down into the single digits. The first night I was caught off guard. One of the uncertainties of camping without hookups. When I had to reach over and light the catalytic heater at only 11:00, it should have clued me in. Normally I don’t have to do that until I’m ready to get up or it goes down into the teens and rarely that early in the night. The other clue should have been Meadow and Onyx kept trying to crawl into my mummy bag. But the fun part was the first morning. I had two catalytic heaters going and used the stove to heat up water for chai and a clay flowerpot for additional heat. One window next to where I sleep was cracked open a bit but the range hood vent was closed because it was so windy when I turned in (it is usually always wedged open with a clothespin for ventilation no matter how cold it is). After drinking my tea I noticed a candle I had burning to help dry out the air had gone out. The wick appeared fine so I relit it. I went to light the stove for breakfast. The lighter would no longer work. I lit a match and it went out. I lit another and same thing. The candle also went out again. I’m starting to think canaries and mines. I went outside, leaving the door open, and wedged open the range hood vent. All the windows were frozen in position so I could not open the one by my bed any more or the others at all. After keeping the door open for a bit, low and behold, as if by magic, I was able to light the stove. Who would have thought a little oxygen could be so useful. I found it interesting that I was not getting a headache, drowsy, or dizzy. Oh well, turned out to be no big thing. The second night was fine since I was prepared for another single digit night. I guess if I did not take things like this in stride I would opt for hookups and electric heat.
One of the rangers invited me over for her birthday party. I’ve never been into parties but we all had a stellar time. Started off standing around a campfire in her backyard, watching the full moon come up, drinking wine, and telling stories and jokes. Very nice people.
Fish and Game have been netting the kokanee salmon, milking them, collecting millions of eggs, and then sending the eggs over to the hatchery. They have to wrap it up before snagging season.
I was getting spoiled with my sitesecluded with a safe area for Meadow and Onyx to roam. Then snagging season started and many of the campsites started filling up. Snaggers are a different class of people from regular fisherman, let alone campers. Definitely not my kind of people. Have got to be out of here by the second Friday in November next year. What a zoo! I had always thought snagging was a type of commercial fishing. I can’t imagine what barbless fly fishermen say about snagging.
Snow crushed the grocery store up in Chama so getting groceries was a bit of a drive, like an hour. So one day I tagged along with Siscily down to Alcalde for a shopping run. She also pointed out Georgia O’Keeffe’s house in Abiquiu. OLD little town. One can see that O’Keeffe did not have to go that far for inspiration for her paintings.
While in Chama, be sure to check out the blacksmith, across from the Chevron station. Nice work. The tourist office offers free wi-fi. The laundromat up on Pine St. has a book exchange shelf. The Stone House, four miles south of Heron Lake also has a book exchange shelf.
If you stay at Heron Lake, DEFINITELY stop in Otra Vuelta in Los Ojos. Robert Archuleta makes custom mats out of old tires with just about any color combination of colored spacer beads that you want. VERY reasonably priced. I got mats for the Cherokee and a doormat for the camper.
I’m stuck here through the first few days of snagging season since I’m waiting for my monthly mail package. Would stay here longer but I do not want to be here for another weekend of snaggers. Then its down through Santa Fe and east to Villanueva State Park along the Pecos River.
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