Hey You Guys!
I found a little fixer upper off-grid! Who wants to come live in my commune?? I'm taking mermaid applications first. Equal-opportunity mermaid housing!
No, for real: My friend texted me that she randomly stumbled upon a "cave" while camping + hiking with her fiancé. He was not quite in the mood for adventuring + exploring the cavern area (mainly for safety reasons, even though there was no sign that read "Free Hugs Inside"). So, Abby asked me if I wanted to camp + cave explore with her. She knows she can count on me to do random + crazy stuff. By the way, this was an abandoned + retired gold mine shaft, even though it kinda looks like a cave.
Quick Cave Trivia:
Spelunking or cave exploration can be a little risky. Risks include hypothermia, rockfall, drowning, exhaustion, and bad air (in the South, I would worry about slithery little water moccasins). Statistically cavers run a 1/3,332 chance of dying + 1/624 cavers sustain serious injuries. The leading cause of death is either drowning or falling. (I used to sell insurance so I'm brainwashed now into automatically wanting to know all risk assessments for general activities)...
I'm sworn to secrecy on disclosing this campsite location/coordinates. Literally, I had to swear on my life I would not ever tell this campsite spot (similar to our shared CE-5 UFO encounter spot). I shall take this to my grave, friend. Scout's honor.
I'm a child of the 80's...so, when I heard caves + camping I immediately thought..."GOONIES!!!" Who's with me? This was such a cool camping experience. We discovered some great neighbors, too, who generously shared their Schnapps + s'mores booty + their acoustic guitar. Thanks, Stormy + Gibson for being the best campsite neighbors. Sharing some photos for your viewing pleasure:
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I mean, the second floor totally crashed in and there's no roof.
And, you kinda need your Tetanus shot...but hey, just needs a little feng shui! |
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| Campfire serenading...I'm available for Fall Camping excursions and know a total of 10 songs. |
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| "We Belong"...Pat Benetar...did I mention I love the 80's? |
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| Love the composition of this shot. Shot by Pet Candids and my talented friend, Abby. I love her photo compositions |
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| Headlamp, who dis? I live for opportunities to break out my headlamp. |
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| LOVE Aspens so much! Getting some aspen wood for my living room... |
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| Home Sweet Home... |
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| Lovers' Tree... |
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| Remnants from a witch? Some leftover shrooms... |
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| Come into my web... |
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| Ohhhh doodness...our little doorbell security squad... |
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| Strike a pose, there's nothing to it... |
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| VOGUE...splunking style... |
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| Retired Gold Prospector's Mine... |
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| More than likely tracks under all that water... |
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| Our campsite... |
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| Nocturnal mushroom hunting...also great intended use of a headlamp. My opinion. |
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| Jug lanterns... |
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| Safety first... |
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| Good morning with insta-coffee + Chai on the ol' Coleman... |
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| Our album cover shot... |
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| Peace + Love |
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| So cool...we found this remnant in the ol' prospector's cabin... |
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| Dog lovin... |
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| Namaste right here... |
Post camping, we headed into Nederland for breakfast + shopping...
Nederland is one of my favorite towns in Colorado. I can totally see myself living in this small town. The locals are cool, the shops are sweet, + I just love the vibe...
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| Ginger mermaid in the window... |
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| Albino critters... |
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| Hey Poppy! |
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| Rose Lemonade...so refreshing + fresh squeezed! |
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| Inside of the train restaurant... |
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| My BOMB breakfast burrito...with green chile.... |
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| Feeling like a kid again on the Carousel of Happiness... |
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| I rode the mermaid...of course! |
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| I adore bookstores like these...the smell... |
Leaving you with some quotes from the Goonies:
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| I crushed out hard to little guy holding the map...(Sean Astin) |
Goonies never say die...
It's our time down here...
Michael Jackson didn't come over to my house to use the bathroom...
I love the dark but I hate nature...
I was just trying to dictate myself...
Jerk alert...
If I found one-eyed Willy's rich stuff, I'd pay all my dad's bills, so maybe, he could get to sleep at night...
Ahhh, the 80's were great, no? I am working on a couple blogs right now that I can't wait to share. I've started them, but I'm not quite ready to pull the trigger on the "publish" button. They're both cool topics that hopefully encourage independent thought.
Until then...
Kimmie
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