Sundial Lodge At Canyons Resort
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... handsome boys Carson, Blake, and Riken. Our boys immediately felt at home and they all got busy playing hide and seek, nerf guns and tag. They shared hot cocoa and cookies together, while the grown-ups had tea. Marco commented that the visit with the Wrights was the “best part of the trip”- so much for Yellowstone, Badlands and Black Hills! We certainly appreciate their hospitality and really do hope we can get together again soon. ...
... whereabouts of the second gold spike is unknown. It has been speculated that the spike
was given to one of the Union Pacific dignitaries, but there is no mention of the spike in any memoirs. It is also possible that the spike was returned to the News Letter. If so, its fate may well have been the same as the newspaper company, when, in 1906, the San Francisco earthquake and subsequent fire destroyed the News Letter building.
... wonderful travelling companions. I duly presented myself at the Cheyenne Frontier Days Museum and enjoyed the exhibits and old artefacts while the importance of the Rodeo stuff mostly passed me by. My new friend Marcia had ensured I was given VIP treatment, but there was no stampede at the museum this Monday morning. I moved off late morning, and on the Museum staff's advice took Happy Jack Road from Cheyenne to Laramie. A lovely drive away from the interstate ...
... tip dinner that we enjoyed on our picnic table in the cool summer breeze. The sunset was absolutely stunning but difficult to enjoy knowing the brilliant colors were caused by the smoke from the Colorado fires.
Looking forward to another day in Park City tomorrow. Stay tuned to check out our fun adventure we have planned :)
... the frame to its core. The first sight that greeted my eyes was the misty white ice that whipped across the road in front of us. It looked like we were driving into a flat white fog, swallowing the road and everything else in its path as we sped towards the abyss. Cars vanished mere feet in front of us into the lashing hail winds that blasted across the road. As the wind picked up, the flat sides of our truck caught it like a sail and flung us ...