After a stop at Wal-Mart for groceries and supplies, we set off. Arrived here at about 3:00 p.m. Estes Park (the city) is not what we remembered from our last visit here in the 90s. It is completely commercialized-scores of hotels, motels, stores, "shoppes",tourist entertainments (a water slide, miniature golf) and more. It used to be a much smaller town that just happened to be at the entrance to the National Park. Boy has it grown--and not necessarily in a good way.
We checked into our cozy KOA cabin, and after dinner of chicken salad, we drove into the park via a back road where we encountered an elk grazing on some downed tree branches in someone's front yard. The park itself is as spectacular as ever. we went back to our cabin to crash (we watched the initial episode of The Pacific, Larry).
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