Gunnison, CO

We left Moab around ten this morning and had a good four-hour drive to Gunnison. The wind really picked up about the time we reached Grand Junction and turned south towards Montrose. That gave us a cross wind of about fifteen miles an hour until we turned east at Montrose. At that point the wind was less trouble even if it was stronger. Highway 50 is a little wavy in places and the new shocks were a blessing. Once in the mountains it got pretty steep and winding, but the coach did well.

We arrived at the Mesa RV Park a little before three and got settled in. The park is about five miles west of Gunnison along the Gunnison River. Nice and quiet.

We took the car into town to look around. Gunnison is a nice town that caters to the Crested Butte skiers in the winter and many summer sports when in season. After strolling the main street we had an early dinner at the Ol’ Miner Steakhouse.  Barbara had a craving for a big burger and I ordered a New York Strip. Both were fantastic. I washed the steak down with a Fat Tire, a Colorado brew by New Belgian Brewery. If you come through Gunnison around mealtime stop in. I am sure you will like it.

Main drag looking towards Crested Butte 28 miles to the north.

We got back to the campgound and got laundry started. Barbara finally got to see some wildlife other than cows. A deer walked right past the coach. Barbara is trying to catch up to it now with her camera. Seems it is always put away somewhere when you need it.

Tomorrow we hope to see the Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park