The sunny skies continued. Lots of twisty windy, beautiful mountain vistas. I think it was the Rockies — or close enough. A real change from the past few days of city driving with endless stop lights and one way street strategies. Sparkle’s brakes got a real workout today. But she can handle it!
The dogs were in so many lakes I lost count. It was hard to get Fixie to get out of the van by afternoon because she had stepped in pine needles earlier in the day. She’s such a delicate creature.
I started shooting today in Louisville, CO. This sign has been reworked at least twice: formerly Pasquini’s and before that Colacci’s. Here’s the Pasquini’s look:
On to Boulder for a good chunk of the day. I didn’t know what to make of this — just in front of the Boulder Courthouse. This miner statue was surrounded by platters of cheese and crackers and a big empty bowl. There were no people anywhere nearby. And the cheese had a look like it had been sitting for at least a couple of hours, maybe overnight. Perhaps someone made a donation to the homeless people in the park but they still hadn’t discovered it? Or maybe this was some Day of the Dead like tribute / celebration to a dead miner in the family? Very strange. And I have to wonder just what was in the big bowl.
A couple of side-by-side strip-mall type shopping centers in Boulder. This one with a zig-zag roofline — the next door neighbor with a curvy roof. Lots of mid-century buildings in Boulder. A very cool place with nature things, art things, shopping things. I’ve been here a couple times before — but really more impressed with the whole place today.
A couple of signs from Longmont:
On to Estes Park and the Estes Ark (a stuffed animal store shaped like an ark — over at my Flickr stream tonight). Inside was this very strange, creepy big diorama behind glass of a teddy bear family gathered round the TV. Short clips of all kinds of animals were being shown. There was something there called “Talking Teddy” but I’m sort of glad I didn’t meet him. This was enough:
More Estes Park. There were some very nice-looking old stone cottages and cabins behind this sign. But too far off to make a good photo for you. And the sun was waning so I didn’t want to waste time to trek down there.
A two-fer. Actually a three-fer. Sign, A-frame building, and glorious mountains:
And then it happened. PIE! I saw those hand-painted signs and couldn’t resist. The Colorado Cherry Company in Pinewood Springs:
I was tempted by the peach pie — but there was lots of fuss in the store about Bing cherries. Bing cherry cider, jams, all that. So I went with it. Man, oh man. It was maybe the best slice of pie I’ve had in my life. No gelatinous goop. REAL cherries, real liquid-y type filling. Great homemade crust.
The kids and I arrived in Colorado Springs just before dark. I found a big field for them to run in and get one last jolly for the day. Grippie found spare rib bones which made her pretty jolly. So, we’re poised for action. I should be able to get through the Colorado Springs & Manitou Springs stuff, and then hopefully get us to some dinkier towns further south.