Rodeway Inn Grand Junction
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... upset at me for continually stopping to take pictures and waking the kids in the process...oh well :D We finally got a little bit of a break when we hit I-70. It is a picturesque highway, and one of my all time favorites at that.
One spot along the way that I would like to spend some real time in, is Moab, UT....it was actually before the I-70 - It's a great little town with a few restaurants, bars, and lots of outdoor things to do. ...
... canyon face, we scrambled to an outcrop and sat in the wind. A few Tuscan Raider calls "AHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" for good measure and we bumbled down through THE CRACK and out to the trail access. The best crack in all CO.
Bees. Bees. Bees. Finally, my love for bees/honey could be somewhat useful. Master Mashburn and I Bee-gone'd most of the bees from 8 boxes and carted them to the garage at first light. Sensory overload. The ...
... It turns out that the hunting gathering Ute people were prolific rock artists who used the walls for maps and stories. I could clearly make out bighorn sheep and elk. There were male and female figures, some with comically big genitals. There were geometric patterns and marks denoting time. These could have been maps for future travelers. It was amazing. Another harder to see panel was displayed about 300 yards south. A few miles from here was a huge cliff face. We took ...
Early start for eight hour train journey from Denver to Grand Junction. It proves to be one of the most scenic routes. The first section we are seated in the carriage on the left (wrong) side but we still get good views but decide to spend the remainder of the journey in the sightseer lounge where there is commentary by the local park rangers. The next section ...
Since we were a little early we decided to get a cup of coffee. That would hopefully allow the vendor booths to get fully open and operational. We stumbled on the Slice O' Life Bakery on 3rd Street. Just as we entered the door we could hear guitar music. Then we noticed it was being played live. The man playing was a little older than Leslie and me. As we sat there enjoying ...