Llama Hunting in the Wilds of Colorado
“There’s a couple of spots right in front of the trailhead,” the campground host said as she pointed in the general direction of the trail. “You can park there or up by the road out here and I won’t have to charge you. Park anywhere else, though, and it’ll cost you five bucks.” “Thanks, I appreciate it,” I nodded, and headed off in the direction that she’d pointed. “You didn’t find it?” she greeted me with incredulity after I’d circled back around to where she still stood talking to one of the campers. “No,” I smiled meekly, hiding my own aggravation. “Alright, the road’s going to veer to the left and start heading back this way. That’s when you need to be looking to the right because the trailhead kind of sits back a ways.” She bent her wrist to the right just in case I had trouble telling my right from my left. “Gotcha,” I said. “Thanks again.” After I’d circled back around yet again, however, she was standing there with her hands on her hips as if she were f...