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The Ancient Ones

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No, the title of this blog does not refer to Richard and I.  Even though we recently seem to have been weathering our fair share of age related agonies!  In fact, this last week, we have yet again raised the injury stakes in our game of who can hurt themselves the worst.  Richard made his call with a twisted knee – gained during his first game of Pickleball, (a smaller version of tennis popular with retirees) and exacerbated during his second game the day before we left Montrose.  I saw his knee and raised him with a bumped knee of my own.  You gotta love how competitive old farts can get! I was worried that Richard’s incapacitated knee would put a stop to our sightseeing capabilities.  But he is more of a trooper than I anticipated. Having applied ice packs and rested for a couple of days he limped along stoically as we walked around the beautiful campsite we were staying in, in Bayfield, about 20 miles east of Durango. It even has its own Alpaca to keep the grass tidy and entert