Our Neck of the Wood

Colorado pt2

Some lunch at the Happy Cooker. So good. Don’t know if I have said it before (actually, I know I have but you get it again) but I could eat a ham and cheese omelet, home fries, a biscuit or 4 and black coffee for the rest of my life and die with a smile on my face.

The crew about to chow down on some nom-noms from the Happy Cooker.

B is never on vacation. Always working.

He is truly a little man. Just look at those pants.

This is one happy bear (we call E a bear due to a growl that she emits when she is drug on the bed for mandated cuddle time). A couple of things to note. E is a champion car rider. She is only rivaled in car riding ability by B. You will not hear a peep out of her the entire way. Also, the altitude didn’t seem to phase her. Amazing.

C, B, S, E, Auntie B, and the Soap Monster heading to do some hiking. Finally got to use our child carrier backpack and it work marvelously.

It really did work well.

Love that.

Here are a few pics of the group at the top of the hill that we climbed.

And we capped the day off with smores at the house.

Colorado pt3

Sun rise.

Grandpa B introducing B to what a horse is. Side note, my dad used to race horses back in the day. When I mention that to people they ask if he was a jockey. I kind of smile and just say, “No, he owned them”.

B did remarkably well for probably having no idea what he was riding or what was going on.

I kind of want a horse now. Don’t tell my wife.

Yes, he did wear a helmet. Although I think that Pi’s (the horse’s name was Pi) top speed was about 2.3 mph and with S’s grip B was in very little danger.

The group heading out up the mountain. The horse ride was up a run at the Breckenridge Ski Resort.

All smiles after the ride.

Like I said there was much hand-held walking. This was on the main street of Breckenridge which is a great little town.

Love it.

Taking a break while looking at the park there and the river flowing through. Just a gorgeous little town.

I believe Auntie B called this a “Hold-Out”.

thought bubble: “Man if I had a kayak with a spray skirt I would be tearing this river up”.

The fam in Breckenridge.

Yet again.

B finally found someone as cute as he is.

B is happy about life and S is happy about a fleece. This captures these two so very well.

Colorado pt4

The girls on the porch of our house.

The men folk in front of the house.

The crew about to head out on a bike ride around Lake Dillon. And apparently B got a part as one of the mushroom people in a Mario Bros. production.

Lake Dillon is amazing. This lake is at around 9200 feet and was frozen 3 weeks before we got there.

The crew on the trail.

It was gorgeous.

The crew and yes, the sky was that blue.

And we found a Starbucks. Weird.

We all have our priorities/thoughts on proper hydration while cycling.

So here is where I take a break and remember that B isn’t invincible. Something got him good and he started running a fever up to and including 105 degrees. A side note regarding emergency rooms. We have had to make a trip to Cook’s Emergency Room where it looked like the walking dead. We waited for over 3 hours and finally left around 1 am before we even saw a doctor (B bumped his eye and by that time the swelling went down enough to where S and I were comfortable heading to the house and we deemed it more dangerous for him to be around all those people rather than sleeping off a shiner). Well fast forward to the emergency room in Frisco. It was on a hill overlooking Lake Dillon, we pulled up around 9 pm on Sunday night and there were about 6 cars in the parking lot. No one in the waiting room and we were even called back before we could finish the two sheets of paperwork. As we walked in the room there were 3 nurses and the doctor was in the room in less than 2 minutes. Let’s just say that the emergency room experiences could not have been much more polar opposites of each other.