Road Trip, Day Three

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[The day we bit off more than we could chew.  Not sure how I thought we could leave Loveland in the morning, drive through Denver rush hour, head west through the mountains stopping on a whim to enjoy Vail, cross into Utah with plans of visiting both Arches and Canyonlands National Parks before heading “home” (motel in Green River) for the night?]

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[With the mountains on our right (to the west) on the drive into Denver on I-25, you can see a bit of smog hanging over the city.  It’s geographic setting makes smog a continuing issue there.]

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[But then we turned west on I-70 heading into a bright blue sky.  🙂  ]

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[So, we’re off!  My first time driving through the mountains of Colorado.  The Super, long before I knew her, allegedly enjoyed multiple ski trips along this corridor.  My idea about skiing has always been that attaching boards to your feet so you can hurtle down mountains at high rates of speed over snow was inherently dangerous and to be avoided at all costs.]

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[Attempting a revival through gambling, unsuccessfully so far according to my sources.]

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[Let’s just sit back and enjoy the mountain scenery for a while.  The drive was made easier because of the unusual absence of snow.  Uncle Tom had a ski condo in Breckenridge for many years.]

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[Breckenridge, here we come.]

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[Them’s ski slopes, I’m told.]

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[This rest area was the only place we saw copious amounts of snow.]

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[Where we were, in relation to where we weren’t.]

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[We hadn’t planned any stops through the mountains, but Vail was right there.  I had never been to a big time ski resort before, so why not.]

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[The Super used to come here in the 80’s . . . until I brought sanity into her life.]

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[Obviously, she didn’t recognize it anymore – from a sleepy little ski town to multi-story condos everywhere.]

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[So, let’s just take a tour.]

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[Here she caught up with March Madness in the visitors’ center.]

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[And on the road again.  Some original neighbors when we first moved back to Vacationland USA now live in Steamboat.  Hi, Tina and Noel!]

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[I can see how one could have issues traversing this highway in real winter!]

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[Well, no wonder I couldn’t find it!]

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[More big time ski areas.]

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[And then we came out of the mountains . . . ]

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[Seems like we’ve done a lot already, but it was just time for lunch . . . ]

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[At Enzo’s in Grand Junction, Colorado.]

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[And now the signs tell all.]

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[This was our first visit to Arches.  Not much need for narrative here – just sit back and enjoy nature’s beauty (OK, it’s just a coincidence that we begin with a phallic symbol).]

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[As you can see, there are people up there.  It either required a trail hike or an all-terrain vehicle to do so.  We didn’t have the latter, and didn’t have time for the former.]

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[Remember when you were in kindergarten and you placed your arms thusly?  Then you said, “This is the sun.”  In this instance, “This is an arch.”]

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[There are people climbing on that rock.  What would possess anyone to do such a thing?]

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[Elephants?]

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[Hang in there, kids.  The parade is on!  We’re soon coming to the park’s namesakes!  🙂  ]

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[Yup, we’re looking for “windows.”]

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[We begin the climb with this in mind.]

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[You go, Supervisor!]

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[I have no explanation for these guys?]

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[Your Cub Reporter at work.]

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[Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plains . . . ]

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[The Super kept sprinting around, ignoring her arthritic knees.  🙂  ]

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[I’m an amblin’ man, made a lot of stops, all over the world . . . ]

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[The road less taken . . . though it leads to the parking lot.]

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[As we left Arches, it was plain to see we would not be visiting Canyonlands National Park on this day.  And we couldn’t see how we were going to fit it in some other day?  Some other time then, though we’re always subject to its constraints.  As we left the park heading north back to the interstate, this was a Friday evening and in the inbound traffic to Moab was bumper-to-bumper.  We suspected spring break . . . ]

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[We would spend the night in Green River, Utah, a speck on the map with what appeared to be one restaurant and a Subway.  We opted for the Subway because we wanted to eat in. In a town of about 30, there must have been a hundred in line at the Subway.  But with all the time-outs, I don’t think we missed that much of whatever basketball games were on that night.  In the morning we would head for Kanab, Utah, hard by the Arizona border.]

I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine marriage and a career.  ~  Gloria Steinem

Up next:  Day Four.

About tomobert63

The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “alexandriacardinals.wordpress.com,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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