Friday, September 23, 2016

Here Comes the Snow

Morning came slowly to Ouray today.  Because this tiny town is surrounded by 13,000 foot peaks, the sun is slow to shine. Had it not been for a yummy breakfast waiting in the dining room I might have slept till 10.  A storm blew through last night and the winds were ferocious.  The winds brought in the clouds, so the darkness held on.  Mid morning it began to rain.  By noon, it was snow.

We visited the Ouray County Museum.  Where we've been before, but they did a revamp and it's quite a treat....................well it is for history geeks like me.  Great way to spend a wet, soggy cold morning in Ouray. 

Wet, snowy weather and 4-wheeling don't mix well.  But today was September snow, not the "real" stuff.  So up the road to Camp Bird Mine we headed.  The mix of cold, clouds, and fall colors was, breathtaking.  Take a peek.

How incredible is this place?

Coming Home To A Place You've Never Been Before

When you're somewhere 300 miles away from where you live, and you're walking down the street and are greeted by someone who you haven't seen in 2 years, but they know you, and welcome you back..................then maybe that place really is your home away from home.

And that's what happened within an hour of arriving in Ouray, Colorado.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.

It's a long 300 miles to Ouray from Casa Rancho.  There's two routes, but the southern route is more scenic, but a bit longer.  It's not 300 highway miles, because its up and over mountain passes,  two lane roads most of the way.  But the windy roads and steep inclines force you to slow down.  Which is a good thing.  You'd miss the journey along the way.

We kissed Tucker goodbye and left him in good hands yesterday, and took a leisurely drive to Salida. It's a funny, artsy, wait..............are we in Boulder? kind of town..............a mix of retirees, hippies and outdoorsy sports types.  The people watching is great.

Online we'd found an under renovation motel.  Half the rooms complete, half to go, and this place screams Salida for sure.

Found a great little downtown small plates restaurant, The Fritz.  Sleeping on a great mattress is always a good thing.  And then a farm to table kind of breakfast spot.  And we're heading west and south.

Yes. We hit the prime season.  The colors are at "the peak" as they say.  Couldn't have planned it any better.

From Montrose you head south and when the rocks around you begin to turn red, then you know you're close.  Then you round that one bend.  And there you are.  In Ouray, Colorado.  And it feels like coming home.

A stroll down the main street and your favorite Inn Keeper sees you and welcomes you back.

Our favorite place to rest our heads..................The China Clipper Inn.

Their promotional video is of the room we are staying in...............The Captain's Quarters.

Heaven on earth............... to use the worn out expression.  But this place is to me.  And I tear up at the thought.

God made this amazing place called Colorado.  And I was born here.  And my roots run deep in these Rocky Mountains................these purple mountains majesty. The sound of the wind through the aspens, and the scent of the pines after a brief rain shower...........

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Tucker Tuesday

My new little furry man is a bit more photogenic then my dear Bessy was.  She most always looked away when I took a photo, so I only have a treasured few great ones.  But Tucker seems to ham it up for the camera, so I thought I share one each week.

Hence, Tucker Tuesday.

A Boy and His Ball


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