Bed and Breakfast at Historic Onaledge
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... was NO place to rest your foot while standing and shaving. Just picture, standing on one foot, other leg lifted, balancing with a razor in your hand, while trying not to fall out of the shower! But we managed and were far too excited to bemoan the tiny shower stall ~ smooth legged and dressed to hike - we headed for the Garden of the Gods. Like every place else so far, this was really easy to find and ...
... ascends 2,000 feet in less than a mile. It’s a favorite of he-men crossfitter types.
I took the tour of Miramont Castle, a grand Victorian mansion constructed in 1895 in a myriad of architectural styles by a Catholic priest as his home but used in its early history mostly as a sanitarium operated by Catholic Sisters of Mercy. It also houses a firefighters’ museum.
After lunch at a Middle Eastern restaurant on Manitou ...
We were some of the first diners at the Trading Post. We all opted for buffalo cheese burgers. I must admit I had never had one before. They all came with french fries. The bonus of the day came at the cashier. By showing our Colorado drivers licenses, we were treated to buy-one-get-one-free! The cashier gave us a number. We went outside, selected a table near the small ...
... years old, that have been preserved. In the gift shop we purchased hats for ourselves as we have got particularly sunburnt over the last couple of days. Of course the weather forecast is now cold and wet.
We drove into Manitou Springs and had a walk around the town, and then it was off to Pikes Peak Cog Railway for a ride to the top of Pikes Peak - 14,110 feet. It was very cold at the top, below freezing, with plenty of snow, and we were ...
... to fall. A third snow plough came down the mountain. We continued to climb and the snow continued to fall. Large flakes straight down. No fussing. Just snow falling and falling and settling and settling. On the road, on the cars in front, on the cars coming down, on our car. The windscreen wipers fought valiantly. The edges of the mirrors and the bonnet gained a centimetre of snow and then an inch of snow. The road ...