Hampton Inn and Suites Pueblo-Southgate
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In Pueblo we stopped to get some gas but realized the van door had fallen off. Luckily we had the money to go get it repaired at the local body shop in Pueblo. Also to find a change in diet and to have an interesting way to eat, i went fishing in the Pueblo Resevoir. We stayed at Forts RV Park for the night
... staff, its own mines, its own school. The song' "I owe my soul to the company store" came to mind as we saw pictures of the "company store" as well as how they even made their own nails and the barrels to put them in. Businesses today rely on multiple suppliers but that is not how it was in the heyday of the mill.
Cathy returned to work and we went on to the river walk. Just so you don't have to run to a map to find out what river-- ...
... unfamiliar with Menard's, it is very similar to Lowe's and Home Depot with a few extras thrown in. Arrived in Grand Island, got gas at $3.25/gal and arrived at Pat's brother Dave's home at 4:15PM. We had traveled only 173 miles that day. Rather relaxing!
Dave and his wife, Linda, had a dinner commitment for her 50th all-school reunion in town, so Pat and I went to dinner with their son, Will. Had a great meal and a couple of good beers at "The Chicken Coop" which ...
I'm rested up and ready to make my way to CO Springs. I was having some anxiety about planning my route, and I was going to stay one more day. I decided to just wing it and get going. I get so tired of looking at maps. My crew seemed happy to have me for another day. We were flying down the hills and I heard a call from Chris from behind. I stopped Kirsty and we backtracked to wait for him. He had completely disappeared... Kirsty ran into Cheese ...
... for me. The A-Team is a group of three guys in their 40s and 50s who ride regularly at home and absolutely hammer on this trip. They're always the fastest riders and they're usually the first into town, even if they stay at breakfast for an extra hour. I knew they were fast because they blew past us on every single ride, but it wasn't until I tried to hang with them that I understood what it meant to go hard. Downhill through the canyon with ...