Chama

4 Zero days waiting for a winter storm to blow through the southern San Juans.  

 

First order of business was to eat. We ate at the Chama grill a half dozen times while in town.  

We chose a fine establishment to hole up in while the weather blew by.  

Beds were comfortable enough. Most importantly it was warm and dry.  

Rustic charm. 

Moldy charm?  

The Chama Grill. 

Laundry time with Little Red and Chuckles. 

Snow shoes and ice axe arrived! Ready to tackle Colorado.