Base Camp Family Campground

Entrance to Base Camp Family Campground in the San Luis Valley of Colorado - Photo: Still Gravity.
Entrance to the Base Camp Family Campground in southern Colorado - License our images here.       

Base Camp is a good name because it was our base camp before going to Great Sand Dunes National Park. In need of laundry, a shower, and some rest, we got a campsite for a night in this place. 

The flatness of the San Luis Valley tried to scare us away sending sand charged winds with guts of 40 mph. The pop-up camper shook wildly but survived the test. The sunset brought some calm.  

This valley is huge - over 122 miles - and has a long geological history. Once, it was the shore of a sea, the Western Interior Seaway.
Views of the Base Camp Family Campground - Photo: Still Gravity.
A walk around the camp and view of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains from the camper. 

There is a great view of Blanca Peak from the camp. This is the fourth highest summit of the Rockies. The mountain surpasses the 14,000 feet. 

Blanca Peak seen from the Base Camp Family Campground, Colorado - Photo: Still Gravity.
Blanca Peak seen from Base Camp Family Campground. 

Blanca Peak was a sacred mountain for the Navajo. Members of the Wheeler Survey were the first white Americans to reach its summit in 1874. The granite rocks of this massif are older than other rocks in the Sangre de Cristo Range with an age of 1.8 billion years.

Base Camp Family Campground was a good place for a day of rest - Great showers and laundry room. 

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