Day 8. June 7th. Durango.

Day 8. Morning. June 7th. Trip miles: 800+, too lazy to check odometer. Durango, CO
We’re staying at a private campground with full hookups and wifi 10 miles north of Durango on the Animas River.

It’s my first time in Durango, looks to be a neat and upbeat town. Trish says they’re into microbrews here and that’s always a magic word for me; will check one out for dinner tonight, our first night out on this trip.

Today’s a maintenance day, do laundry, clean RV interior – filthy from the 26 miles of dirt road we traveled to & from Chaco. A lot of that road was washboard and bumps, shook the living crap out of us and the rigs. Well….to be honest, it was actually the living pee that got shook out.

We arrive in Durango and I notice the RV spare tire is hanging at half mast; open the RV door, see loose screws on the floor; open the closet, clothes all over the place like a tornado had gone through; open a beer, foams over the top, stick it in my mouth, foam erupts from nose, ears. Bummer.

We spied a car wash coming through town. No, no: WE were coming through town, the car wash lives there. It was the type where you insert quarters then run around in circles like a rabid dog, dragging the cumbersome pressure-wash hose, trying to get the vehicle soaped and rinsed before the time runs out and you have to go dig up more quarters. Got both rigs cleaned up nicely.

Bacon, eggs and toast for breakfast this AM, been eating fruit and cereal to date, time for an upgrade.