We left our lovely campsite at the St. Vrain State Park, north of Denver, this morning. As we headed out to our next adventure. This time our objective is Southern California, specifically, the Ronald W. Caspers Wilderness Park near San Juan Capistrano. Along the way, we plan on revisiting two of the campgrounds that we stayed at during our trip from Tucson to Denver. These are the Trinidad Lake State Park in Colorado and the Pancho Villa State Park in New Mexico. We feel that we did not have a chance to explore the environs of these parks adequately on our first respective visits plus they are very conveniently located along our planned route.
Thus, after driving a bit over 5 hours, we arrived in the mid-afternoon at Trinidad Lake State Park. Along the way, Mary Margaret expanded her driving experience by driving in city freeway traffic (going through Pueblo) and through construction zone traffic. She did not like either experience as it was a bit stressful at times, especially with the very aggressive Colorado drivers, but she now knows that she can handle it just fine.
Here Is Mary Margaret Navigating LeuC Down The Road.

After Clearing In At The Ranger’s Station, We Pulled Into Another Beautiful Campsite.


We plan on staying here for a few days, allowing time to rest a bit and also to explore the area. Trinidad has a most interesting old west history with Bat Masterson once being a Sheriff, Jessie James and his gang coming through, as well as Wyatt Earp and his family.
Here Is A Photo Of Bat Masterson
In fact, while Bat Masterson was Sheriff, the Earps and Doc Holliday came into Trinidad, straight from the shootout at the OK Corral. They all holed up with Masterson for a couple of days and sorted out what they needed to do with themselves. The Earps were on their way soon after arriving but Doc had a problem: Arizona wanted to extradite him for murder and try him in Tombstone. To help out, Bat arrested him on a trumped-up charge and made a deal with the local judge to never let it come to trial. Arizona couldn’t extradite him while this charge was hanging in the air so Doc lived a free life trying the “Colorado Cure” until his tuberculosis killed him five years later in Glenwood Springs.
Here Is A Photo Of The Wanted Poster For The Earps And Doc Holliday
In the next couple of days, we will venture into the town of Trinidad and check out the various museums and areas of interest.