Since I blog mainly as a scrapbook, and since I am quite anal-retentive in this area, I can't go on to anything else without posting about the last few days of our Colorado trip. Then things would be out of order, you see, and that would be terribly bothersome. Also, if I never blog about it, then I'll probably forget what happened, and 12 years later, when we go on another getaway and I'm trying to remember the last one, there will be nothing recorded, and that would be terribly sad, because it was such a great trip. So here is one last Colorado post to wrap it all up.
Friday Bob had meetings in the morning again, but they got out before lunch. I had been walking around the little shops looking for some souveniers, so Bob came back with me to help me make some final decisions. We had a picnic by the stream while we talked about what to do with the afternoon. We had to be back at 6:30 for a company dinner, so we didn't want to go far away. We ended up buying tickets to ride the gondolas. They were $30/person, but we got unlimited trips up and down both gondolas, and it was another beautifully gorgeous day. I was a little nervous about the gondolas, but they were so smooth and quiet, and I ended up really enjoying the trips. Saturday night, while we were watching that Vail documentary, it mentioned 1976 where 2 gondolas go caught up on a frayed wire and plummeted hundreds of feet to the ground, killing 4 people and injuring many others. Yeah . . . I was glad I watched that AFTER our fun afternoon, LOL. I'm sure everything is much, much safer now . . .
Leadville Colorado and Southern Railroad for their special aspen-viewing train ride, which was 3 hours long. Again, it was a beautiful day, and the aspens were stunning. We sat in an outside car, which made it a little chilly in the shade (it was only about 40 degrees and a bit breezy), but we had unhampered views of the mountains and the gloriously clear blue sky, so it was okay to be a little cold. Bob got us hot chocolate from the little concession stand in the middle of the train halfway through the ride.
Healy House and Dexter Cabin Museum. I had thought about going to the National Mining Museum, which I'm sure would also have been great, but when I was reading reviews, this one sounded really interesting in a more personal way. The Dexter cabin was built by one of those men who struck it rich in Leadville's glory days. He had several other cabins in other towns, so he could check up on all his operations, as well as a nice house in Denver for his wife and daughters.
Then we drove back across the mountains to Vail, where we ate dinner and packed up. We flew back Sunday, and I can definitely say we both felt rested and refreshed. It was such a fun vacation! It was really hard to leave Colorado though. I had forgotten how much I really love it out west! The big spaces and sky are so soothing to my soul. Maybe someday we'll be back to stay . . .