We had a lovely get-away and I had a really great birthday, much to share ~ perhaps too much. lol
I will post pictures of RiverSong and Rocky Mountain Nat'l park in a different thread, maybe on a link to a different site to make viewing easier. I'll have to see. I'll just share the highlights and a few pics here and now.
RiverSong has many lovely rooms in the Inn and several cabins as well. Our longtime favorites have been two attached cabins some distance from the Inn. The one we like a tiny bit better was booked, but the one where we stayed this trip is farthest away and most remote. It has a rustic appearance with a log wall and a see-through fireplace with it's wall made of river rock. On one side is the bedroom/sitting room and on the other is the bathroom, jetted tub, shower and a big easy chair in a reading nook. The private deck has a mountain view in the winter and a mountain glimpse in the summer and overlooks the Big Thompson River ~ hence the "River's Song", which plays all the time.
We saw very few animals this trip, though I apparently missed a mother elk and her little one strolling down the road when I ran into the office/utility room to get bottles of water for Mike. I did see a bunny rabbit and a few squirrel (but none of the black, pointed eared Albert squirrels you usually see there, and lots of humming birds.
We opted for the ultimate indulgence of having breakfast delivered to our room rather than joining the other guest and it was lovely. We'd finish breakfast and then take our coffee on the deck. In the evening, we'd share a glass of wine on the deck, too. Didn't hate it.
Each day, we'd drive into the Park. We hadn't been in Summer for a while, and it was lovely. I hate seeing the devastation left by the Pine Beetles, but still it's one of my favorite places. When we first started going, there were very few other visitors. Now, unfortunately, the tourist bureau has done a fine job of promoting the Park, and like everywhere else, there are way too many people. You can still find some quite spots, though, if you look.
We used to love to hike, and even the hiking trails have become crowded. Helps us not to miss hiking as much. Ha. I couldn't believe how few animals we saw, but for the first time EVER we did see Big Horned Sheep at an area that has always been posted "Big Horn Sheep Crossing". After all these years, we thought it was a myth. lol
One of the Innkeepers told us while we were there she had put her trash into her truck planning to bring it to dump in the Inn's dumpsters, and while she watched, a Black Bear reached into the truck and made off with her trash! (My first thought was "And me without a camera!" Ha). Her dog Boo was behind just her screen door and she was afraid for her, but no problems. The bear just wanted the trash.
She did bring Boo (on a leash, of course) to our cabin to visit and she (Boo) was all over me and largely ignored Mike. He was quite put out. Usually it's the opposite. He makes gruff noises and says "I don't like dogs" (which of course is complete hooey) and the dogs let me give them a pet and then are all over Mike. He didn't like being on the other side. LOL He did get a picture of Boo jumping on my lap, but it's so bad of me I'm not going to show you.
I finally said vanity be damned and took the walker I bought but have never used to get up the long walk between parking place and our cabin. You're at 9000 feet (I believe) and even when I was in great shape I always had shortness of breath on the first day, carrying luggage to the cabin. By day two I was fine, but I was concerned that I might have more trouble on this trip. It worked out well because I hauled stuff on the seat and so of course that was the ONLY reason I used my Push and Carry ~ a.k.a. 'Dorothy Walker Blue'. Mike had our suitcase on wheels, but he still got winded pulling it. The Innkeeper helped carry the carry on with snacks, pop and wine so we only had one trip to make. I used my Push and Carry to return the carry on and some other things to the car when we were through with them, so getting things back to the car was pretty easy too.
The weather forecast the last day was for 74 in Arvada and 64 in Estes Park, so I opted to wear a sweatshirt. When will I ever learn about our weather folk? By the time we were back in Arvada, it was 96 degrees and I was dying in my sweatshirt.