We seem to be developing a consistent pattern and rhythm. Jack wakes around 630A and hangs out until 7. I get up, make a cup of coffee and go for a walk with him for half and hour. This, our “bonding” time, is very quiet and I love seeing the day get started … apparently, for RV campers, the day starts around 8A. Tent people are up earlier … will need to remember not to become tent people.
As I stroll the campground, the girls take over the bed and watch some TV. While out motorhome is equipped with an antenna, we have yet to deploy it. Instead, we watch some of the 700+hrs of recorded TV that we carry with us. Now, forgive my geekness … I installed on the RV our home server, this carries all our movies, music, pictures and recorded TV. I have a WiFi router, that establishes a “bubble” and allows all the computers we have access to the server. We carry the computer power of many 3rd 
world nations with 4 laptops, 1 server and a desktop machine. All computers are on the network and have access to all the TV. So … morning on the RV are similar to at home, except … I don’t walk at home :).
Fun Valley, is as the name implies a “fun” place. It isn’t upscale, it isn’t fancy, heck … it isn’t even all that pretty (aside from the vistas). The owners have developed this place, over the years … the buildings are simple and rustic, the fishing ponds are small, yet plentiful and they have tons, upon tons of things for the kids to do. It is family owned and has a strong family feeling. There are at least 100+ kids running around 
The big girls, have taken to exploring every place we stop at. They must stay together and come back to the site every 30 to 45 minutes. They loved Fun Valley … lots of things to do … ride horses, putt-putt golf, trails, arcade, pool tables, bicycles and paddle boats.
Kate and Jaci REALLY wanted to do the boats and they wanted to do it alone. So … Kate in command, Jaci providing additional power set off for their maiden solo voyage. Their plan, to explore the far reaches of the pond. Genna and I took another boat, but Genna quickly grew bored and I quickly grew tired of pedaling. Kate and Jaci on the other hand, spent over an hour on this little pond.
Kate looked so proud and happy to be out there like a big girl, Jaci was also very happy. They needed no help and wanted no advice. They had a few helming issues, but nothing that he coast guard ever saw, so we don’t have to care. When it was time to dock, Kate needed no advice (demanded that I stay quiet), she had one failed attempt, but backed up nicely and made her approach perfectly. She pulled into the slip, where she proceeded to tie off the boat and step off with a huge grin. Next summer I will buy them one as their boat for our house.
We did our laundry here, using Jack’s stroller to take the “laundry” for a ride to the laundromat. Surprisingly, we never got any comments or stares, at the site of a family pushing along a stroller full of dirty clothes … go figure :). We did 5 loads of laundry, ordered a “world famous” pizza from the snack bar, packed the RV for travel and set off around 1P.
It was another day of absolutely beautiful vistas through the mountains … lots of struggling by our RV, but nothing it couldn’t handle … although the “check engine” light now comes on when I start it … this I’ll take a look at later.
The altitude is creating some problems for our generator, as it cuts out after about 2 hrs of use here. Nothing we can do, so we “plan” our electricity use accordingly.
The drive took us past Chimney Rock, the continental divide and into Mesa Verde as our final destination. We go through the check-in process, which wasn’t simple. Mesa Verde is one of the top 20 national parks, it has a campground, which is run by the Aramark Corp. They have a 800 reservation number and is all very “commercial” in the process. We had called early in the day, got our reservation and confirmation. The campground is only about 6 miles from the campground, yet these 6 miles are all uphill onto part of the mesa.
At check-in we are informed that there is no space … and that “they” should have never given me a reservation. I held my cool, and explained that I had a reservation, it was late, I had 4 kids and wasn’t going to drive down the mountain. Once again, she explained that “they” made a mistake. Now, I explained that “they” are Aramark and that she was Aramark, so ergo, she had made a mistake … and if she wanted to dispute this, she 
could call “them” and I would speak to “them” and “they” could resolve the problem that “they”, aka “her” had made. A gentleman standing nearby came over and told us we had site number #187 and apologized for “their” mistake. I cannot tell you how much I dislike the “them \ they” stuff … please take responsibility… ahhh.
Anyways … we settled into our site, had a nice dinner, heard a talk at the amphitheatre about the park and saw a bunch of deer. We made a nice fire and watched the stars high up on Mesa Verde.
Tomorrow, we visit the cliff dwellings on the Anasazi people.
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