Happily buried under drifts of snow, Redman Campground was supposed to open for Memorial Day. The problem wasn't just record snow, but record downed trees. They seemed to have fallen in great numbers across every picnic table and fire ring in the park. But we weren't at all sure where the picnic tables even were... so we started digging for them--Eileen with a squared-end shovel and Bob with the front-loader. Eileen was on the road to Solitude looking for the bridge that led into the lower end of the campground. We soon discovered it had been washed out by runoff. We couldn't imagine how the park would ever open. We were new at this, so we were totally in the "can-do" mode. We kicked our bodies into a mega-work mode.... and we were surprised at how good it felt to work that hard.
The last picture is of the "trail" behind bathroom #3 (of 7) that was supposed to go to our neighbor down-canyon, Solitude Ski Resort. Several trees (one HUGE) had fallen across the trail, so our trail was out of commission.
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