At the water’s edge

We learned that Eleven Mile Reservoir is aptly named.  There is a loooong dirt road leading up to the water.  Eleven miles long.  Go figure. ; )   This is probably one of the largest bodies of water we have visited in Colorado. 

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We drove along the shoreline to find a spot for lunch.  

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Finding a place that a fisherman had not found first was no easy task.  With so many people fishing there was a  hush over the place. At least until our crew clamored down to the water's edge. ; o

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Allen and Abbie taking up life guard duty….

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For me, it was terribly exciting to see shore birds again. There are some things we go a long time without seeing on the prairie. 

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Before long the children shed their shoes.

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Though it was still cold in the mountains they waded happily, soaked and smiling when we finally pulled them out. 

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Even the girls, who were less than thrilled to sit in the car the long miles it took to get there, were won over by the water once we got there.

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"Along with milk and vegetables, kids need a steady diet of rocks and worms
Rocks need skipping.
Holes need digging.
Water needs splashing.
Bugs and frogs and slimy stuff need finding"
  – Go RV-ing

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