As we approached the state park, we had a wonderful view of the snow covered Spanish Peaks. The Ute Indians named them Huajatolla (pronounced Wa-ha-toy-a), which means two breasts!
Before we even drove to our site, I had to get a picture of the fountain at the Visitor Center. Don waited patiently in the truck, as usual. After all these years, he has become used to my stopping to take pics of things that catch my eye.
At this point, it was warm, with just a slight breeze. As the day progressed, that would change. We had a short window to explore before the temperature would drop and the wind would increase in velocity. We walked over to Huajatolla Cove, which is part of Martin Lake.
As we headed back, I turned around and noticed how the lake had changed, taking on a more ominous look to it. Behind it, the Sangre de Cristo Mountains looked like they were about to be enveloped by the darker, black thunder clouds. We did wind up with heavy rain and gusty wind later on in the evening, making us thankful that we were snug and cozy inside our tiny home.
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