Hello! I am now in Oregon and haven’t finished telling you of my trip to Colorado yet! I believe I left off as we were arriving in Estes Park, Colorado. So let’s catch up! I’ll try not to bore you too much.
We went out for the birthday dinner courtesy of our good friends, Rob and Kelli.
I had the special which was Bison! Very good. Where did that tree branch come from?
And you can’t have a birthday without cake. Especially when the waiter says this was the best Carrot Cake every made.
And, of course, I believe he is right.
Back to the Stanley Hotel and the Ghost Tour! You can’t go to the 2nd most haunted hotel and NOT go on the tour, right? It was lots of fun. We were told to take lots of rapid photos, because in a series of photos you can ‘catch’ some sightings in one but not the others. We were told what to look for. I believe this might be something.
We did hear a few loud crashes (we were on the 4th floor) during the night (not sure what that was and didn’t want to ask because I like to think it might have been some clumsy ghosts). We did not see books fly across the room or lights turn on and off.
In the morning we were treated to a very yummy breakfast
And because it was a Monday morning, there wasn’t any problem with getting a table.
We said Farewell to Estes Park and headed into Denver. We went from gorgeous blue skies to cloudy, somewhat smoggy skies. But the sun was shining on the Rockies.
We had a couple of stops to make. A fun stop to a pottery supply store for some new glazes and a stop at the Federal Complex to pick up my FEMA credentials that I need for my job. (I feel so, I don’t know, official(?) ). Then a great lunch with my sister-in-law and on the road again towards home. Six hours later we arrived home to some very irritated cats. I’m not sure what happened to those “barn cats” we got, but they definitely don’t like being taken out of the warm house anymore.
In the morning, the dogs were picked up and taken to the groomer (boy did they need it). Gus looked so handsome.
Then it was unpack, do laundry, and repack! Knowing it would be warmer, but rainy, I packed the entire closet. I did one of those sit-on-the-suitcase-while-I-zip-it-up scenarios.
I packed all my running gear because I am determined to get some running/training in while I am here. No ice, no snow, no single digit temps….just rain.
4 AM came very quickly. We left with a winter weather warning for the day. About 1/2 way to Billings, it hit us. Once at the airport, it said all flights on time. Okaaaaay. We got seated and were told they would be de-icing the plane. They did that but meanwhile the little ‘tug’ that pushes out the plane couldn’t get any traction on the ice. Uh-oh. Then there seemed to me a ‘mechanical issue’. The pilot explained we would be doing a re-start. Ok, it’s alright to do a re-start on your tv or computer, but on a plane? That didn’t work, so we de-planed. (Apparently the aviation likes to put “de” in front of everything.
This is looking out of the terminal. Not much visibility, eh?
De plane, de plane!
Single digit temps, high winds, snowing and there always has to be one in the crowd.
But eventually I did make it and got to see this :
One step at a time,