Bed and Breakfast at Historic Onaledge
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... these canyons in person. I believe I now better understand the plight of a Fatty when faced with a hill, at 6000 feet for the first 24 hours everything feels like a chore and gasping for breath after walking 20 metres up a hill certainly made me think twice about eating 15 Twinkies for dessert. We had decided to splooge and after a sleepless freezing night we were excited that a) the sun was back out and b) we had some horse riding to do. ...
... beers and I had my usual margarita. Then we walked back to the hotel for dinner.
The dinner was excellent. Almost all of us had filet mignon with all the trimmings: salad, great bread, mashed potatoes, carrots, asparagus and chocolate cake for dessert. We sang happy birthday to Mike who celebrated his birthday during this week. During the meal I asked Mark what time we leave for the airport on Sunday. When he said 9:00, I informed him ...
... like the motorcyclist before me we both had troubles with it but made it :) The tour was average showing you very little of the cave. The guide knew her scrip well but there was so much left out (i.e. length of the cave, living (water in the cave) or dead, not pointing out great cave features etc) but that's me after having Caving as a hobby for over 20 years.
Well tomorrow will be a travel day with a 6 hour ride to my next destination.
A steady rotation of questions has been running through my mind for days...
Do I need this shirt? What book should I read first? Do we really need to bring that? Can I buy an iPod cable in Laos? Did I print that reservation? How much cash should we withdrawal? Will I really use these shoes? Will that be enough Immodium?
I'm ready for the questions to stop and the adventure to start.
I know that once I'm queued up ...
... back to the Pike's Peak Inn, the sidewalks were getting slightly icy which reminded us of Lee Vining much earlier in our trip and many miles and States away.
Back in our warm and cosy room, we sorted through our suitcases, trying to make everything fit, in readiness for leaving the next day. We didn't want to go; we never do. We'll be back soon.