Jax and I head out early and find people camped in the middle of the road going up the Sand Hill. I'll assume that they set up in the dark not knowing or the beer cans affected their location set up.
Some of the puddles in the road are as big as I've seen them on the way to the Wind Caves.
The sand bars are all gone from the river and it stays that way for a few days with west to east storms as it rains up river and the added water flows down to us.
The 18 months construction project of the Mother of all Hogans does not seem to be making much progress.
Two weekends a year it's Telluride Disc Golf Weekend where most of the disc golfers from Telluride come hang out at Base Camp and play the course. Really good people.
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