So, up we drove; but alas, to no avail.
Sledding on a two-foot patch of slush wasn’t as fun as it
promised to be swimming around in my head. Also,
it was mostly yellow and I vaguely remember my mother warning me about yellow
snow. Instead of taking chances with our
health, we stopped for lunch.
...and beverages. |
Now, we’re on our way home.
We’re going a different route this time… We just survived the Raton Pass
between Colorado and New Mexico. The
Winnie took it like a champ uphill at 35 mph (on a 75 mph speed limit). I’ll never ever curse large, slow moving
vehicles again. From now on, I’ll just
politely go around those bitches and flash the peace sign at ‘em. And, maybe a boob (if they’re lucky and I’m
feeling frisky).
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Visit Old Colorado City
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Stop at a country store in Cripple Creek
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Cruise through Mantiou Springs
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Salivate over the motorcycles at Pikes Peak Harley Davidson
one of these things is not like the others.... |
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Tag a car at Cadillac Ranch
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Sink our teeth into a hunk of beef at the Big Texan
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Steal a landscaping rock or two from the bottom
of Palo Duro Canyon