Black Canyon Inn
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... relief really. As soon as we got to the thicker snow Ann and I became targets of the snowballing Granny, and when we seeked revenge an arms truce was quickly negotiated.
Along the way we were also accosted by a squirrel, a chipmunk, a boule ( or was it a voule, either way a little furry mouse thing) and a Stella Blue jay. All of which were happy to parade around for photographs for as long as we wanted.
At Emerald Lake the snow and wind picked up but it only added to ...
... We are scheduled to return to the US on March 30th, 2013. If you are interested in following our trip, I'll be periodically posting pictures and happenings here.
Hope you all are experiencing some of your magic this Holiday Season. I'm happy to be warm (albeit I'm technically homeless), surrounded by family and so excited to be on the verge of this life adventure.
... lake was not frozen but full of pure clear blue water..well worth the walk..
luckily the clocks went back in colorada today giving us time to do this walk, but now the minutes were ticking away and with both us having planes to catch we hurried back down in only 45mins... good going for a couple of old uns ...and me.....sorry Ian ..hehe..
the drive to the interstate highway was very picturesque with interesting rocks forming ...
... as good as my French, so we had a fine time getting along in a smattering of both. My finest hour was probably "Celui la, il est le plus petit lapin d'Amerique." I had to use hand gestures for stripes around the eyes (chipmunk) and "gets very fat" (marmot), but I think we got the message across. It was probably an entertaining sight. In the end, we sent them off to find Marmots with Franglais directions about where to look. I think we got along ...
... the adrenaline pumping through my forearms, masking the pain. It’s amazing how our bodies work. My arm was alright for the most part while riding, but whenever we stopped, that ache surged through my bones. Although I was more careful, walking over the bigger rock gardens when needed, I still raced through a lot of the trail, learning to trust bike, as she was designed for such action and is capable of rolling over ...