Winfield, Colorado

Winfield

Not starting with this post, but this blog is about to turn political for a while. I wrote my representative and both of my senators recently to say that I expected to hear them calling for the impeachment of Trump. That was in response to the capture of the Venezuelan president. Since then, Trump responded to the - apparent - murder of a protester by telling preposterous lies about her, and since then has ramped up talk of invading Greenland. It's crazy out there.

But not right now.

My walking was slowed by a bridge tournament last week, but back to normal today. I had a good tournament, and my partner made it to Life Master playing with me all week, so that was great.

What walking I have done has taken me 3,100 miles, which puts me past milestone 42 on the American Discovery Trail, at Winfield Colorado. Winfield is an abandoned silver and zinc mining town which had a population of about 1,500 in the 1890s, but just a few buildings remain standing. Elevation is 10,240 feet, as we are walking through the heart of the Rocky Mountains.

On my virtual walk, I am just about straight north of Albuquerque now.

 

Weather here in Albuquerque is very cold at night, into the 20s and maybe even the teens this weekend, but it gets up to about 50 degrees most afternoons, and Arlo and I wait for it to warm up before we walk. The forecast for February 1 is already up to a high of 60 degrees, so the worst of the cold is almost over, and really, it has not been bad at all.

I suspect the bad part is coming in July.