Walden,
Colorado
A Cabin and A Town
The
Trading Post Resort is situated on the Cache la Poudre River with these
charming cabins—rustic and sweet. Our group of three were given Cabin #3 for a
three night stay. So after I finish walking the area, we drive back to our Home
Sweet Home at Cabin #3 and rest our weary bodies after walking (that’s me) or
driving and running errands (that’s Marshall and Hayagriva).
Today,
I experienced a full-on attack by mosquitoes. Water from irrigation forms
favourable breeding grounds for the insects to multiply, and thus, people like
myself, or the cyclist from the U.K. whom I met, Roland, take a beating. It’s
not only the bugs who harass, but Roland and I both were battling the wind and
sun.
But it
was nice to enter a town for a change; there is more interaction with humans.
At
the gas station in Walden, where I made a major turn on the highway, Michael
Fry asked about the clothes.
“I’m
a monk!”
“That’s
what my dad said. He said you are a Hare Krishna monk,” mentioned the teenager.
“That’s cool! Can I get you some water?”
“Please.”
I met
the librarian of the town. We donated a book, The Teachings of Krishna by Pierre Corbieu, prefaced by Bhaktimarga
Swami, The Walking Monk.
May
the Source be with you!
20
miles
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